I took a test for my teaching license in Denver yesterday and went to a bridal shower and then fell asleep after putting Magnus to bed at 8. Which means I woke up at four. Sleep is stupid. There's never enough of it and I always screw it up. I miss crapping by myself. Now there's this toddler who wants to come sit in the room with his snacks which is just gross. And since he's allowed in the room, the dog and the cat have to come see if the rules have changed for them. They haven't. Or shit, I don't care, whatever. I just miss not subconsciously echoing Magnus "poop!" "Yes, mommy's pooping." "Pee, pee." "Yes, you go pee pee in the potty." And on. I got to use a babysitter to go to the OB the other day though. That's totally what I want to do with my kid-free time. Here's what I think is weird about the twat doctor trip: when they walk out of the room for you to take off the bottom part of your o...
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