I sure there are other mommies out there in this very same situation - I'll just keep it short and sweet. My child is abusing me. There, I said it. She's abusing me.
She has been known to hit the cat before and once in a while mom and dad are on the receiving end of a nice, old fashioned slap. Last week she bit me as I was rocking her in the chair before bedtime. I was wearing a sweatshirt and it still broke the skin and left a nice bruise (the marks are still there as I write this). Now, on to the best part. Yesterday, Greg and I were in her room reading her books before bedtime. Greg was in the chair, I was laying on the floor. We were reading 'Big Red Barn' which is about animals that live and play all day in a barn together. When the animals make noise in the book, she runs up to get her stuffed animals. She threw one of the stufed animals at me and I told her that throwing things isn't allowed. When it came time for the cow, she ran to her toyshelf and got her plastic cow flashlight that moos. She ran over to me and threw it at me and it hit right in the ribs. So as I was laying there on the floor all curled up in a ball from the sting of it, she picked up the cow and threw it at me again - this time hitting me right on the bride of my nose between my eyes. Holy moly, talk about painful.
I'm not a happy camper about this situation. I'm still in pain from it. My head hasn't quit hurting and my nose is so sore, I can feel it constantly. My whole head hurts. I just can't take this mommy abuse anymore.
It's a darn good thing she's cute.
Check out the wild hair. She's going to be rockin' some pigtails pretty soon!
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