When you fall in love with someone, you don’t give much thought about the person’s family. At least not in the beginning. But as time goes on and the relationship progresses, you start to visualise what the future would be like. And when the wedding bells do ring, you find yourself welcomed into the arms […]
I often tell people how great it is to be a WFHM. Honestly, though? F*ck that.
Here’s the thing: This kind of sharing is most definitely not caring.
That mum, standing alone on the playground while everyone else is talking in groups? That’s me.
As a working mum, I don’t have hours that are “off the clock.”
I wish he would at least ask, “How did it go last night?”
I am married to a man who has ADHD. I have three sons who also have ADHD. It’s bloody exhausting.
Honestly, I sometimes wonder if his actions make other people not want to hang with us.
The next time he whines, I’m going to suggest that he take care of the kids by himself for a bit.
To avoid family conflict we agreed to let my in-laws (and others) stay with us, and it was a nightmare.
Here’s the thing: If my husband is missing “us” so much, he has to do something about it.
She values being thin over everything else. That’s her own dysfunction and she has no right putting it onto my children.
