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I would like anyone that reads this to please leave me a comment, I feel extremely angry by the comments that were made against me last night and it's absolutely absurd.... Absurd.


Titled: Being Called the "B" Word and a "B" Word of my Own.


Upon entering this post, expect it to have a lack of humor. It isn't about being called a bitch... it's about being called a "bad mother". I'm not sure who it hurts more coming from, some one who doesn't even fucking KNOW me or some one that does, that isn't standing up for me.



I won't give great details because it's going to piss me off even more than I all ready am at the moment. It's absurd actually.



Our friend's nanny has an issue with me because I "talk wrong" to our friend's kids and that I have a competition with Annie and our friends little girl who is just two months older than Ann. Bullshit. Simply and harshly put. Bullshit.



Lastly, she is afraid I'm going to be HARMFUL to their 2 1/2 year old.



WTF DOES THAT MEAN?



Not to stereotype and be racist or whatever (even though this is MY blog and you can stop reading at anytime you'd like), this lady is an older Mexican woman that speaks no English. Well, how the hell does she know I "talk wrong" to the kids?



When a 2 year old is hitting her siblings (or my child) or jumping on a bed where she is going to hurt herself (and did because the nanny wasn't watching her) you better believe I'm going to say something.



I have known these people since both I and Felix's friend's wife were pregnant with said children. BEFORE SHE WAS BORN!! I have known and watched this little girl on several occassions since she was a baby... along with the other kids.


SUPPOSEDLY if Annie has a toy of hers, I let her keep it and tell her she can't have it because Annie is playing with it. (BS - Annie is told to share. Especially because of the fact that she isn't around other kids often and hasn't learned to utilize this particular "skill")



SUPPOSEDLY if this little girl has Annie's toys I TAKE them from her. (BS - this little girl is also told to share.)



They're both told to share even if one of them had the toy first. Usually I will go find a substitute toy for the one that has the wanted toy. Example: Annie has a baby doll the other girl wants. I find something else for Annie to play with and offer it to her in exchange for the baby doll, then give said baby to the other little girl. OR Annie is told to share and let the other child play with it for a minute. Usually it's the former (former? I mean the first option if "former" isn't right).



Bullshit.



I can't get over it.



I'm "harmful" to this little girl. BS. Why her and not the other kids?



Get this. Everything was FINE yesterday morning and then she goes over to her daughter or sisters house to take the kids swimming. When she comes back she is fine for the first couple hours and then has some sort of problem and is standoffish with me. (I all ready know she was going to blame me for any problems she had. I just think she's overwhelmed. Felix and I both do because we've been staying here while we're in limbo for the move back to Houston) After that, I overhear her in the living room telling the other kids she's not coming back after Friday and that she's going to take the 2 year old to her house and only watch her.



Sounds like she only wants to watch one kid to me.



Sounds like she's overwhelmed and only wants to watch one kid to me.



So to "solve" the problem. Since I'm such a bad mother and all, she gets two days off with pay and only has to watch the little one while I am here watching the other kids (which is fine, but what if I had plans?) because she doesn't want to be here when I'm here.


Bullshit.



Whatever. I have seen the mothers from where she comes from. Letting their children fight while they sit around and watch tv (which she does the majority of the day if she isn't on her phone); walking through public places like department stores and malls letting their kids run around however the hell they please and not correcting them or caring if they bump into some one or hurt each other or some one else. Letting their young, and I mean YOUNG children play outside by themselves and not be there when they do.



It makes me feel like I shouldn't have kids. I hadn't been planning on them when they'd arrived anyways. (How many people really do?) The bad thing is, she is going to talk shit to this little girl. After she got back from swimming, they waited outside to talk to the father of these kids... OUTSIDE! Her and her sister or daughter or whoever, I don't know. But because this other woman was here, they didn't want to come inside. Whatever bitches.



Just like a fucking woman like that to start shit with a White girl. WTF. And no I'm not racist, I just make simple observations according to some one's upbringing.



Some of Annie's first words that she understood how to properly use were Please, Thank You and Excuse Me. I correct my child when she is wrong for bumping into some one or hitting some one.

When this other little girl spits in her siblings faces or hurts them, bites them whatever a two year old does who is learning her boundaries, does this nanny do anything to correct her?



"Come here baby. Come here baby. No no baby. Ah Ah." I don't believe in spanking so I would never consider that option, it's been an after thought before. "Perhaps spanking might be easier." But that's how you end up with a child that thinks it's OKAY to hit.



When this little girl is standing on the coffee table, the nanny laughs and thinks it's cute. I tell her to get down.


Jumping on the bed? Not even watching her upstairs. She hit her head and has a bruise on it now because of that.



I understand the testing of limits and boundaries, Annie is going through it to. But all this drama BULLSHIT (yes I said it again) just goes to show when you think you're getting your shit together again, some one just has to remind you that you're not this great person or a good mom, or that maybe you shouldn't even have your kids at all; that maybe SHE should have your kids because you're such a BAD MOTHER.



Give me a FUCKING break. If I am such a BAD INFLUENCE and I TALK WRONG to our friend's kids then HOW COME...... HOW COME MY CHILD IS SUCH A WELL BEHAVED CHILD???!!!



!!!



I'm so pissed.