if you’re all like “i’m gonna have babies & they are going to love & adore me & my partner will be my hero”
you should know
kids are dicks who will trade you for a candy bar
in a heartbeat
& your partner is secretly an escape artist.
(i might be jaded by personal experience, but, then again
i can’t be that special)
more motherhood issues. my kids can totally be dicks & sometimes i believe they would trade me for a candy bar…but other times they are awesome little monsters who do love & adore me. it’s not always though but often enough to keep me from jumping out a window. i just hope i haven’t broken them.