When I was younger I wanted to have 3 kids close in age and all boys. I thought that all through my teenage years. When I was 18 I found out that I was pregnant. Here I was young and not married and scared shitless. Then boom Tyler James Paul was born and my life changed, forever. Then folks he turned 3 and holy shark tank batman my dreams of having three went out the door along with my figure. Love that kid more than fashion but damn kids are wowza at times. LOL
Which brings me to my next irrtation, people who bring their kids literally everywhere. Look I know you are proud that your kid won the booger eating contest at school and that he drew a picture that I am still wondering WTF is that but guys I dont. Now I have pals who have kids and I adore the snot out of them, I love my kid but I really dont love yours. I dont love yours at my nail appointment, and espeically at my therapy appointments. I also dont fancy the parenting style of ignoring. If your kid is going scream at the top of his lungs that he hates you because you wont give him gum and you sit there and read a book while I am silently screaming inside, NOT COOL. Put your book down and whoop some ass. Better yet leave the child at home with his dad.
OMG which brings me to my other irriatation. Why do woman say well my husband said he wouldnt babysit. Come again, what the fuck did you say? Listen up desperate houswives if your man stuck his car in that garage and made that baby or he is currently parking his car in that garage the word babysitting doesnt apply EVER.
My final irritation is people who think havings kids is a free pass. A pass to get free stuff and money. A pass to leave work early. A pass to live on welfare for years while they pop babies out faster than apple makes new Iphones....
Jaded Divas Words Of Wisdom: At times leave the kid time to chucky cheese and the park. Dads step up and be Fathers and please shut up about how you are entiled to blah blah because that night your lover didnt pull out or wrapped it before he tapped it.
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