Thanksgiving

Take a reality check, this has been only about D and S so far. Well, it's time we up a notch, what say. Ma's gotta have someplace to offload her rants. So here goes. And this is selfishly, only for me.

Pregnancy, pre and post. They has not done much to my temper. Its only added to it, and sadly the brunt of it has been lashed out on my parents. Needless to say it hurts me at a very very deep level. This is not what they deserve, for looking after my babies. Some they have brushed off. Some they took with a pinch of salt. And some they kicked my posterior. Yes, that I did deserve.

But for all those moments, all those disagreements, the entire episode of post-natal tantrums, I am eternally grateful to them. For being the people they are. For allowing me to express my desires. To make my own mistakes. For being my rocks.


Love you to bits, Ma n Acha.
Mmmuah
Me