The picture PRETTY much sums up what I felt like doing ALL day. It was a bad mommy day. They type of day where I lose patience quicker..raise my voice more frequently, and overall less positive interaction. Thankfully my husband reated swiftly to my complaining texts and saved the kids from me. He has surgery tomorrow for his gall bladder..so what better reason to escape work then to *have* a gall bladder attack...thank god.
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