Poor, poor neglected blog. Yet another thing that goes with minimal care taking. I apologize....from me at least. I can't apologize for those that think that I am some sort of mystical healing fountain in which to dump all their crap in.
Thursday, July 08, 2010
I would love nothing more than to regale you with tales of my best mommy moments, moments from my millions of children's live's that I want more than ever to bottle, ready to take out and sniff from whenever my uterus hurts for a growing baby, moments of the absolute love and devotion that my husband shows to me, moments of my bliss.
I want so badly for that to happen. I neglect you because I fear that you will become my whipping boy. My rant place. My bad place. My unload all my shit onto place. I don't want that for you. I know that feeling. It sucks. :( I feel sorry already.
Posted by Mamma Schmoo at 2:12 AM