For those of you out there who ~~for whatever reason~~ still don't know what the whole "less-than-three" thing is.... tilt your heads to the right ....further....further.... THERE! See? It looks just like a heart. Mostly like a heart. Ok... indicative of a heart. Sheesh! It means she loves me! Ok, ok...she loves my blog. But, I'm choosing to take that personal!
I AM LOVED!
Well, I'm "less-than-three'd" which is the same thing.
And after the day I've had with my oldest child, I'll take all the love I can get.
When you first get pregnant, all anyone tells you is what a wonderful event it is. Then they start telling you bits and pieces about how difficult the first few months might be. They tell you to sleep all you can; get involved with other new moms-to-be for support; and offer all sorts of reading material.
No one mentions even a whisper of what happens when that adorable little baby turns into an opinionated, moody, independent, hormone-riddled "I-hate-you-you're-so-unfair-this-family-sucks-eggs" teenager.
There are support groups these days for more things than I can even guess, but I have not found one for parents of teenagers, unless said teenager is on drugs or something equally as awful. Not a single one for parents of teenagers who are just acting like weenies.
Of course, "Weenie Support" just sounds like an.. umm..... interesting name for a support group.
Its extremely fortunate for this child that I love him so damn much.
And that I'm not a cannibal.