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I have hit a low point.
I now have proof that I'm a terrible mother.
Last night, during a particulalry PMS-laden moment, some paper towels rolled off the table and spread themselves out across the entire kitchen floor.
I yelled 'Ah, F@#K!' in an unnecessarily loud voice.
I then heard my three-year-old from lounge say to daddy 'Oh! My mum's calling me! Do you need help, mummy?'
Apparently I say this far too often.
Now I know we've had threads like this before, but anyone else been humiliated because of their children (even if it's really your own fault)?
I now have proof that I'm a terrible mother.
Last night, during a particulalry PMS-laden moment, some paper towels rolled off the table and spread themselves out across the entire kitchen floor.
I yelled 'Ah, F@#K!' in an unnecessarily loud voice.
I then heard my three-year-old from lounge say to daddy 'Oh! My mum's calling me! Do you need help, mummy?'
Apparently I say this far too often.
Now I know we've had threads like this before, but anyone else been humiliated because of their children (even if it's really your own fault)?