I just failed my first class::. My mother is going to give me hell. I'm going to have to deal with her barrage of insults at me and repeatedly emphasizing how much I failed and "why" I failed.
You should feel proud, indeed. That's why we're here afterall, right? I'm still amazed at how you always make this world a little better.Little brother is 18 today.
I feel sad; I've been having trouble accepting that he's an 'adult' now and I can't dictate his life.
haha
I can't protect him very well, either. He has to make his own mistakes and learn from them (hopefully learn from them, anyway...)
co-parenting him since he was born has felt like such a short ride, honestly... when a parent says; 'they sure grow up fast' they're not joking.
Most of my life was spent being a mother moreso than a sister and I think he tends to forget that I'm not necessarily his 'partner in crime' sometimes - I am his guardian.
I always will be.
But as one baby leaves my arms, another will be here for me to help raise.
I've agreed to be a live in nanny for my sister's expected daughter.
She'll be here in September and this time, my experience will be completely different.
It's terrifying, yes. I'll admit I'm scared to move back to the city and to be looking after a newborn-- to have so many sleepless nights and days-- to go back to changing stinky diapers; but it will be worth it and I'll be over it once it actually begins.
Anticipatory anxiety is the worst.
I suppose I should feel proud.
My brother is 18 today and he is an independant, outgoing, hard working, smart, generous man, albeit... he still has a way to mature, but from this point in it's his responsibility-- not mine.
Good luck, little brother.
Happy birthday.
(mom is having a much easier time with all this than I am. -__-)
Little brother is 18 today.
I feel sad; I've been having trouble accepting that he's an 'adult' now and I can't dictate his life.
haha
I can't protect him very well, either. He has to make his own mistakes and learn from them (hopefully learn from them, anyway...)
co-parenting him since he was born has felt like such a short ride, honestly... when a parent says; 'they sure grow up fast' they're not joking.
Most of my life was spent being a mother moreso than a sister and I think he tends to forget that I'm not necessarily his 'partner in crime' sometimes - I am his guardian.
I always will be.
But as one baby leaves my arms, another will be here for me to help raise.
I've agreed to be a live in nanny for my sister's expected daughter.
She'll be here in September and this time, my experience will be completely different.
It's terrifying, yes. I'll admit I'm scared to move back to the city and to be looking after a newborn-- to have so many sleepless nights and days-- to go back to changing stinky diapers; but it will be worth it and I'll be over it once it actually begins.
Anticipatory anxiety is the worst.
I suppose I should feel proud.
My brother is 18 today and he is an independant, outgoing, hard working, smart, generous man, albeit... he still has a way to mature, but from this point in it's his responsibility-- not mine.
Good luck, little brother.
Happy birthday.
(mom is having a much easier time with all this than I am. -__-)
Little brother is 18 today.
I feel sad; I've been having trouble accepting that he's an 'adult' now and I can't dictate his life.
haha
I can't protect him very well, either. He has to make his own mistakes and learn from them (hopefully learn from them, anyway...)
co-parenting him since he was born has felt like such a short ride, honestly... when a parent says; 'they sure grow up fast' they're not joking.
Most of my life was spent being a mother moreso than a sister and I think he tends to forget that I'm not necessarily his 'partner in crime' sometimes - I am his guardian.
I always will be.
But as one baby leaves my arms, another will be here for me to help raise.
I've agreed to be a live in nanny for my sister's expected daughter.
She'll be here in September and this time, my experience will be completely different.
It's terrifying, yes. I'll admit I'm scared to move back to the city and to be looking after a newborn-- to have so many sleepless nights and days-- to go back to changing stinky diapers; but it will be worth it and I'll be over it once it actually begins.
Anticipatory anxiety is the worst.
I suppose I should feel proud.
My brother is 18 today and he is an independant, outgoing, hard working, smart, generous man, albeit... he still has a way to mature, but from this point in it's his responsibility-- not mine.
Good luck, little brother.
Happy birthday.
(mom is having a much easier time with all this than I am. -__-)
You did great, Weirdy. You'd be an awesome mother.Little brother is 18 today.
I feel sad; I've been having trouble accepting that he's an 'adult' now and I can't dictate his life.
haha
I can't protect him very well, either. He has to make his own mistakes and learn from them (hopefully learn from them, anyway...)
co-parenting him since he was born has felt like such a short ride, honestly... when a parent says; 'they sure grow up fast' they're not joking.
Most of my life was spent being a mother moreso than a sister and I think he tends to forget that I'm not necessarily his 'partner in crime' sometimes - I am his guardian.
I always will be.
But as one baby leaves my arms, another will be here for me to help raise.
I've agreed to be a live in nanny for my sister's expected daughter.
She'll be here in September and this time, my experience will be completely different.
It's terrifying, yes. I'll admit I'm scared to move back to the city and to be looking after a newborn-- to have so many sleepless nights and days-- to go back to changing stinky diapers; but it will be worth it and I'll be over it once it actually begins.
Anticipatory anxiety is the worst.
I suppose I should feel proud.
My brother is 18 today and he is an independant, outgoing, hard working, smart, generous man, albeit... he still has a way to mature, but from this point in it's his responsibility-- not mine.
Good luck, little brother.
Happy birthday.
(mom is having a much easier time with all this than I am. -__-)
^ Nothing wrong with treating yourself with a little something, or in this case, a few somethings.bahhhh--- so... turns out, I made some money somehow.
With a bit of extra money, I bought some treats!
'Yes to carrots' body lotion, some running clothes (since I don't fit into the ones from last year anymore), and volume 1&2 of The Walking Dead graphic novel.
Feels so good to own the paperbacks~ <3
...I'll probably regret spending my extra money later in the month when the cupboards are empty, but oh well!