And 'this job that drains you of parents the soul. For me, that I have is just a little thinning of the innermost self.
School holidays until January 10 you can not.
I understand that teachers are in need of rest, but we parents have never the right to remove a bit '? Oh well that no one pays us, but ...
But then what should one do to keep their kids if they work? Spending a fortune on baby sitter? Who does not have available to grandparents and little children sufficiently large as to require a constant watchful eye doing?? And
separations, marriages smashed through these trials of life that are twenty days at home with their children??
I took them, of course, but that does not succumb.
That is, I think I'm a normal woman, apart from my delusions of wonder woman, my cold, my cycle, my sexuality, my ancestral hunger and my whims on cleaning. Of course they are physically powerful, but the mica me from the pleasures of life. The children, however, I sometimes remove the light from his eyes, as they say. I am exasperated, exhausted, I want to run away, go and get drunk till morning, losing track of time and space, not to remember what are the hands of a clock, or rather just watch, become deaf to any word-syllable -to come from the mouth of land less than 18 years, even while we're younger than 30, press the accelerator pad and being in a foreign land surrounded by sea, from which incidentally you can not go back.
Well, this is me today. At the end of this bizarre
2010, culminating in a minor key, and then some beautiful things are even happened, I feel like a sardine oil and smelly who tries desperately someone recap the edge of the box. Just to be
not incorporate the stomach by others.
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