It has been hell tonight trying to help my baby girl. My heart hurts when I can't do more than rub her back.
But I've decided tonight, if she ever blows curfew and keeps me up this late, this stressed because she's having a good time.... I'll beat her.
She slept all day, had a rough midnight, got sick at 2, and couldn't get comfortable twenty minutes ago. Mama, is it time for my pain pill, can you get my laptop charger, mama I can't get comfortable, mama can I have a drink of water...
She's fine. Love being able to help her. But that beloved spouse of mine, father to this handful, is snoring too peacefully.
But I've decided tonight, if she ever blows curfew and keeps me up this late, this stressed because she's having a good time.... I'll beat her.
She slept all day, had a rough midnight, got sick at 2, and couldn't get comfortable twenty minutes ago. Mama, is it time for my pain pill, can you get my laptop charger, mama I can't get comfortable, mama can I have a drink of water...
She's fine. Love being able to help her. But that beloved spouse of mine, father to this handful, is snoring too peacefully.
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