The pain was so brutal yesterday, I was crying off
and on all day. I was a horrible mother. I took the boys to the market
and told them to choose their dinner, came home and collapsed in bed. I fell asleep for awhile, by boyfriend stopped by to check on me...I woke to him discovering my filthy boys had broken glasses, left piles of dirty dishes, spilled lemonade everywhere, left food out...of course they were all sitting in their boxers in front of the tv.