When parenting gets hard....

You know, parenting is never easy. Good God, no. And if you are a parent who thinks it is easy, then just wait. You’ll get hit over the head one day and find yourself curled up on your bed hoping your fairy godmother can come rescue you. My fairy godmother won’t return my calls. Damn her.

I haven’t been writing too much lately, not because I’m busy with school and work (I am but that’s no excuse) but because things have been rather tense around here. For the sake of privacy, I won’t elaborate about what is going on, but it has to do with Caitlynn. Suffice it to say, she’s having a tough time. Her tough time makes it tough for Joe and I. Hence, it’s the point where parenting gets hard, really hard.

I desperately want to find some humor in our situation but it’s been difficult. Joe and I are tired at the end of each day. We have a bet going right now and the winner of the bet gets a night away from home. I hope I win, but I know Joe could use a break, too.

Miles seems to be rather unaffected by what is going on. He gets up, goes to school, comes home from school and rides his bike. He’s a happy-go-lucky kid. He gets in trouble – of course! – and it’s been fun hearing him try to rationalize his actions or blame the cat. Poor Dexter. He gets blamed for everything. It snowed yesterday. It's all Dexter's fault.

So, for the time being, I’m not able to write much or even visit some of my favorite blogs. I just don’t have the time or energy. Hope y’all understand.







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