Being a mom is the most beautiful thing in the world. You create this incredible little life, you nurture them, love them, feed them sometimes if you’re a good parent. And you think, “wow, this is the best! This little person thinks I’m the most badass, beautiful, brilliant person alive and they just love me so much!”
Then they hit junior high. What in the actual fuck? My sweet little princess (X2) is now a monster straight out of scary movie! and not even a good one!
I Wonder to myself, which day was it that they woke up and decided I’m the enemy? The once sweet soft voiced mini me that’s turned to full on Regina George in the blink of an eye!
Hold your little ones tight, one day you’ll wake up and have your own little cast of mean girls, and life as you know it will be full of VSCO girls, boys boys boys, and all the drama!
I was told they grow up and see the error in this? Hmm. Those who’ve told me that haven’t met my children. And those who tell me they love to help and clean and are respectful REALLY haven’t met my children.
oy vey. At least the 8 year old still loves me!
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