Madeline
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- Banned
- #1
It was 30 or so years ago. Got married, tried to start a family, had to do the basal temperature taking & all that crapola; finally came up pregnant and then......
After the pregnancy and labor and childbirth from hell, where oh let's see: my husband deserted me at four months preggers after moving me to a small town in Indiana where I did not know a soul (His reason? Because seeing as I was ill with pre-eclampsia I was "not fun anymore"-- also, seeing as I was starting to show "he just wasn't feeling attracted to me") blah blah blah, had to go on welfare, welfare worker told me I would need to start putting out asap after giving birth.....
Three fucking DAYS on the pertussin drip in second stage labor, then a c-section with a migrane chaser that lasted a week....
WHERE THE HELL IS MY FUCKING MOTHER'S DAY CARD?
HUH???
*Winks*
Okay I COULD have dressed this up as ♥ ♫ a sweet little blog on Mother's Day ♥ ♪ but yanno?
Fuck that...why can't I just be honest with y'all?
Oh, and one more thing. I lost my Mom when I was only 5. I'd give my left tit to spend a day shopping for her pressie and taking her to dinner. So if you are even CONSIDERING blowing off Mother's Day and you are blessed to have Mom or Mom-inator to whom social grace would dictate you toss a bouquet of flowers tomorrow, then by GAWD, move your happy ass to the freaking florist, LMAO.
None of you were brought here by a freaking STORK, yanno. None of you weren't raised by wolves (well okay, mebbe a few of you were, LOL).
Mommies work hard and acknowledging that once a year is not too much to ask.
P.S. Doubtless I will get a call tomorrow, and a pressie next week, which is *good enough I suppose*. I know she ♥ loves loves loves ♥ me -- but sometimes she doesn't love me exactly like I want/needed/have explained for 30 years, ROFL.
Damn kids these days, he he he.
*sniffs*.
[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6GzD92P3X8]YouTube - Twisted Sister - We're Not Gonna Take It[/ame]
After the pregnancy and labor and childbirth from hell, where oh let's see: my husband deserted me at four months preggers after moving me to a small town in Indiana where I did not know a soul (His reason? Because seeing as I was ill with pre-eclampsia I was "not fun anymore"-- also, seeing as I was starting to show "he just wasn't feeling attracted to me") blah blah blah, had to go on welfare, welfare worker told me I would need to start putting out asap after giving birth.....
Three fucking DAYS on the pertussin drip in second stage labor, then a c-section with a migrane chaser that lasted a week....
WHERE THE HELL IS MY FUCKING MOTHER'S DAY CARD?
HUH???
*Winks*
Okay I COULD have dressed this up as ♥ ♫ a sweet little blog on Mother's Day ♥ ♪ but yanno?
Fuck that...why can't I just be honest with y'all?
Oh, and one more thing. I lost my Mom when I was only 5. I'd give my left tit to spend a day shopping for her pressie and taking her to dinner. So if you are even CONSIDERING blowing off Mother's Day and you are blessed to have Mom or Mom-inator to whom social grace would dictate you toss a bouquet of flowers tomorrow, then by GAWD, move your happy ass to the freaking florist, LMAO.
None of you were brought here by a freaking STORK, yanno. None of you weren't raised by wolves (well okay, mebbe a few of you were, LOL).
Mommies work hard and acknowledging that once a year is not too much to ask.
P.S. Doubtless I will get a call tomorrow, and a pressie next week, which is *good enough I suppose*. I know she ♥ loves loves loves ♥ me -- but sometimes she doesn't love me exactly like I want/needed/have explained for 30 years, ROFL.
Damn kids these days, he he he.
*sniffs*.
[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6GzD92P3X8]YouTube - Twisted Sister - We're Not Gonna Take It[/ame]