Babysitting
I’m watching a few of the girls in our neighborhood so that their mom can go out and I’m having a little trouble. There are four girls (including mine) . Three of them are six and the other one is four. It was supposed to be an easy night. We rented some movies and ordered some pizza. However it’s one of those nights where none of them get along for more than two minutes with any other girl. It’s three-aginst-one, two-against-two, one against everyone. I’ve been refereeing all night and it’s totally stressing me out. I know they are just being little girls and having fun, but I’m not in the ‘zone’ tonight. I’m not feeling very “nurturing” tonight. That’s the one really bad thing about being a single mom. Sometimes I’m just at my limit and I NEED a break, and there isn’t one.
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I feel you and feel for you. The single mom thing is heavy and you do a wonderful job regardless.
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I feel you and feel for you. The single mom thing is heavy and you do a wonderful job regardless.
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Sure is… I wouldn’t change it for the world. I’m standing up for Mia’s right to get childsupport from her biological father and WHEW… I am never amazed at his pettiness and stretching attempts at a power struggle. HEY ADRIAN…I’m not fighting you. I’m standing up for your biological daughters right to be supported by you. You selfish fuck!!! Love you leela…
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Sure is… I wouldn’t change it for the world. I’m standing up for Mia’s right to get childsupport from her biological father and WHEW… I am never amazed at his pettiness and stretching attempts at a power struggle. HEY ADRIAN…I’m not fighting you. I’m standing up for your biological daughters right to be supported by you. You selfish fuck!!! Love you leela…