Children, how we love to hate them, or hate to love them

Now, anyone who knows me knows I love my Daughter, but it’s not the terrible two’s for nothing.  They don’t want to eat, they don’t want to sleep, they don’t want to stand when you need or sit when you need them to.

They are disagreeable, whiney, backtalking, noisy little things who run until they get hurt or find some poor soul to suck the life out of like little vampires.  And yet, despite all of this, we still have kids.  Had someone told me (Although to be fair having raised a child not my own before I’m used to it) that I would sometimes lie awake at night wondering if I was going to hug my baby or kill her, I don’t think I would have ever gone through with having her.

Kids need food and shelter and love, but they also need discipline and a firm idea about where they are and how to behave says my Mother.  If I spanked my daughter as much as she deserves (And yes I believe in spankings)  my hand would be numb and her ass would be raw.  But if I never do it, she’ll end up some lawless no good ASBO beating on people for no reason.

I suppose this is just a rant, but, please, before you decide to have kids remember, they never sleep, or eat, or do anything you want until they get older and come back and say, thanks Mom, for everything.

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