My tolerance levels seem to have plummeted since becoming a parent. Sometimes, I manage a shocking level of self-control which allows me to swan about full of nothing but joyful patience, especially towards my child and other gorgeous little kidlets alike. But other times, I find that the simplest of annoyances send me into a complete and irrational rage spiral. My face goes red, my bloody starts to boil, and sometimes my right eye starts to twitch like a mad woman on the edge of spontaneous combustion. (more…)
The Things That Shit Me Since Becoming a Parent
