Where has June been? She has been crazy (note talking about myself in the third person). So the Sarg asked me to marry him, and I said yes, then I laughed a lot, but I said yes. Then I decided to plan an entire wedding in only a few months, and it has turned me into a huge mess. That being said, in regards to my space invader:
Parenting is like being a manic depressive bipolar woman on her menstrual cycle who forgot to take her lithium and is riding a roller coaster. One moment you feel like your kid(s) probably hate you, you are too hard on them, not showing enough affection, and probably ruining their life; the next you feel like wonder woman, super girl, elastic-girl (AKA Mrs. Incredible), Oprah, and Martha Stewart probably spliced genes and made “the” supermom. It’s an incredibly exhilarating and taxing ride when one moment you are high on life and then next you’ve puked on your co-rider. But no matter if there are flaming words of frustration or if it is raining kisses from my mouth; in my heart I always love her.
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