The OMG Gang

Wow, just when I think I'm over this, I'm right back there. And I never know why I slide back there, I just do. I'm so sick and tired of working my life away, never seeing my kids, enjoying the things they do or even enjoying watching them do things. All my life I've felt as though my kids should wear shirts that say, "My mom won't be here, she's working." I think of all the things I've missed and all the things I continue to miss, because my ASS has to go to the office and work. No vacation, no PTO always having to work. Now none of this would bother me half as bad, if all the freaking parties involved would pull their damm share and work too. Bill and Melissa both are able bodies, capable of working, BUT WON'T ! I'd love to just say. . . You know what, I think I'll just stay home, and if I do there is no paycheck and no paycheck for me, means none for you. . . I'm sick and tired of parents who put all the responcibility of providi...

I'm sure it's because she is my last baby at home, that this year is speeding by. Everything we do, there's this under lying sadness because we know it's a last. I watch her even when she doesn't know I'm watching. I want these days to be burned into my mind. I know we will see these things again with the little ones, but it's different with Mariah, she's been our baby, we have raised her and guided her, and been there when life's carpet has been pulled out from underneath her feet. We have laughed with her, cried with her, screamed at her and cheered her on. . . She is the closest we have ever had to being ours. We have watched her grow from a little girl to a little woman. We have seen her friends come and go and those that have always been there. I've seen her comfort little ones as well as her mother, I've seen her stand up for the injustices of the world and tears flow at the sadness that life sometimes brings. Soon she will be applying ...