Monday, October 1, 2012
The C Word
If you've been reading this blog for long, you've probably figured out I can easily exercise the mouth of sailor. However, I hate the "C" word. But now it has a whole new meaning.
For the past four days, my sweet little angel turns into a screaming, shrieking hellcat for a handful of hours each day. It's so sad and awful. I feel so helpless in trying to help her and feel so sorry for her. I'm great at keeping my cool with her and didn't cry until my mom called tonight.
Dear Sweet Baby Jesus Lying in a Manger Lord in Heaven ---- Have Mercy on Me. This too shall pass . . . . . .