....with babysitting Bob right now. The burden of it is comparable to the feeling of getting laid off from your full time job.....only, you still have to work the few scattered days your employer needs you.....and you don't know which days those will be until the last minute. You wish that you could just cut ties completely, but you need the scrapings of a paycheck you earn for the 3 or 4 days you may work in a month.

Okay, that's being overly dramatic. After all, I do get to go to "work" in my pajamas and surf blogs while Bob is occupying himself. Plus, my last day at this "job" is March 15th, so there is definitely a light at the end of the tunnel. I really don't have anything at all to complain about. Just moody, is all.

He's simply having a cranky day and I don't feel like putting up with him. I don't feel like changing his nasty toddler diapers. I don't feel like hearing him whine and beg for the food I'm eating (ignoring the fact that I just gave him his own food). I don't feel like sharing a nap with his snotty little nose and dirty feet. I'm just having one of those days when other people's children (for no other reason than my own hormones) are getting on my nerves and I'm ready to take care of my own sweet baby full time instead.

Labels: babysitting, pregnancy whining