I am the mean one.
The one who cleans the muck from her ear. It hurts her.
I am the mean one.
The one who sponges the poo away from her blistered bottom and puts the creams on. It hurts too.
I am the mean one.
The one who makes her swallow the foul medicine and makes her ingest the food so that she will keep her strength up.
Me.
I’m that mean person and this morning she let me know.
She wouldn’t look at me, wouldn’t come for a morning snuggle, would go to everyone else but not me.
Because I hurt her.
I am the ogre.
Posted on January 1st, 2008 by Tiff
Filed under: hurting














I actually miss those days. I have a 16 yr old and a 4 yr old. Now if I want to be REALLY mean - I take car keys away for bad grades. That’s a fun day!
That sucks babe. But remember she will have no memory of it when she is older.
Can someone else do it for a while? Just a day? just so you can have some happy time?
If she’s got the energy to be cranky at her mean mummy, she must be on the mend.
Hope things are much much better soon.
I can’t believe you and Kelley both got wireless mouses for Christmas!! Did you hubby’s shop together or something? lol
Oh sweetheart, it is so hard for you. Maybe tomorrow Daddy can do it? Just for a little bit?
Heres hoping for bedtime snuggles.
Mummies have all the fun …NOT !
It feels so hopeless sometimes. Poor, sweet mama.
You are doing beautifully.
oooh that sucks.. (((((hugs)))))
Gah.
I too am the ogre. I am making my kid go to sleep *without the boobie in his mouth* OMG!
i know i dont get how painfull it is but im sorry!!!!
Oh sweetie. Been there. This one hurts like nothing else, doesn’t it? Hang in there… it WILL get better…
Hugs
Hi, if this is the Tiff I know and always have loved and admired and think of often you will come out the other end of this with a that great smile and welcoming arms :)biggest hugs