Diary Of A Shit Mother

Wow 5 years later and I've just remembered this account. Maybe I'll do a post and forget for another 5 years.

My car broke down again, the laptop is hanging together with tape as i try and write my dissertation, i can’t pay the rent and we only have cereal left. 

I told my son the fairies ate the last hot cross bun. He hasn’t found my wings yet.

Toilet paper all over the kitchen. My son blames the cat. they are both looking at me. They both look guilty.  I walk away and lock myself in the bathroom. Ten minutes later i realise there is no toilet paper.

I let my son wear a dress to school today. He was beaming in amongst the purple and the unicorns. I pray none of the other kids say anything mean. I don’t want him to lose his sweet innocence. My neighbour still thinks he’s a girl. When i’m around to defend him i don’t worry. It’s when i can’t be there to stand up for his freedom that i panic.