Parenting is Not for the Weak
One of the things I have realized is that parenting is not for the weak. Today I was told I was the worst mommy several times by my 4 year old boy. I was also told I was the best mommy. But everyday is like negotiating with a terrorist. I should get paid for the amount of negotiating I have to do. And I am not talking bribes here, but negotiating a truce or explaining the facts of life (it is a negotiation just to get this far). Currently my husband and I are working on fixing up our home. We were able to add on two additional rooms to separate out two four year old boys. Every time I turned around there was either a whole in the wall or poop on the wall or hot chocolate on the wall. There is even poop on the ceiling. The boys are brothers, but they are 3 months apart as we adopted the older of the two boys. Last year I tore out all of the carpet in my living room and recently just finished ripping out the carpet in the bedrooms and replacing them with sticky tiles and planks. Wha...