Today I even put on clothes other than sweatpants, even though I wasn't leaving the house. Amazing, eh? My husband swears he was about ready to burn my sweatpants, so coming home to find me in a skirt and nice t-shirt (not something oversized or borrowed from him) was a nice surprise.
Gavin is pretty self-sufficient and he loves to help out with the baby. However, school comes first!
Of course, I'm trying to accomplish all I can every day. However, some afternoons are best spent letting Rowan nap on my chest while I watch a movie or read a book. Yesterday was perfect for that. I spent the morning doing "the usual" and the early afternoon with friends. By the time I got home, I needed a break.
Also, there was the matter of Annoying Advice Givers. Encountering them left me pretty drained yesterday.
I hate it when people try to tell parents how to rear their child. Unless that child is in some sort of danger from their parents, I think other people should back off and butt out of a situation. The same goes for the internet - blogs, forums, Facebook, etc. Unless a person poses a question, there's no need to offer advice.
I ranted to my sister about this, and she posted her own Facebook rant about how rude people are to parents.
It's true. People are really rude to parents. They think they can tell you how to care for children, how to discipline them, how to educate them, and so forth.
If I see someone with a crying baby, I'm not going to tell them how to deal with the situation. I'm going to think, "Been there, done that, and I know how it feels", maybe give them the sympathy smile, and move along.
Now, I know some people have that "It takes a village to raise a child" mentality. I don't. I have a "My child, my way" mentality. If I want help, advice, or ideas, I'll ask.
So, to the Annoying Advice Givers, I will let my daughter speak on my behalf:
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