Lord knows that I love my family. Love them to death. But honestly, I will be so glad when they all just go away. I miss my quiet house, I miss having my TV all to myself and not always tuned in to ESPN s courtesy of my father and brother. I hate having to clean up after 3 male slobs instead of just one(who mainly cleans up after himself.). I am tired of entertaining, smiling, cooking, cleaning, talking. Mainly, I am tired of smiling after well meaning comments about the miscarriage. You know, the “it’s God’s will”, “time will heal all wounds,” “you’ll have another, ” “go screw your husband’s brains out and get another one quick,” and my favorite quote(via my aunt) “Now you’ll probably end up having way more than you want now!”.
Honestly, what do you say to that?