Genius idea.

Yes, let's leave the cranky pregnant lady that's running on no sleep alone with a 4 year old that doesn't listen to anything that is being said. Wonderful. I took her to the park yesterday, thinking she's have fun. She yells at me because she wants down from things, yells at me because I'm not helping her, and then yells at me for trying to help her. I'm sitting on the swing and she comes up behind me multiple times and hits me hard as hell on my lower back. She throws sand at me, screams at other children, won't leave a squirrel that's minding its own business alone, won't leave when I need to leave to go get water and use the restroom. Okay, miniscule issues. We got past that. Last night we had to run to the store. She screams at us both because we were trying to pick out new clothes for her just so she can play in them today. They're not the right colour. Now she starts yelling again. She needs to go potty. God forbid, someone else in the restroom has the same shoes as her so that means they MUST have stolen them. Cue enough screams to break a glass. Lovely. Today, my boyfriend decides to leave her alone with me again. I'm trying to sleep a little bit because I'm not feeling well and she goes right next to where I have my head laying and basically goes poop in her pants so that I can hear it and have to get up to help her. Her dad told me that she has no issues with using the restroom on her own so why she did it? I'd love to know too. My boyfriend and I tried taking her with us for the night last night to give her dad and his girlfriend a little bit of time alone and that was a horrible idea. I keep hearing "well this will get you prepared for when the baby comes." What? By having a 4 year old poop herself just because, having her hit me in the back and the stomach while I'm 24 weeks pregnant and being told that it's MY fault, being forced to have to sleep in the bed with her even after I kept saying that I didn't feel comfortable with it, having sand and god knows what else thrown at me for an hour yesterday because I was told to take her to the park, and having her yell at me for trying to pick out new clothes for her while shopping last night and being told that she doesn't want it? That's not preparing me for when my baby comes. That's preparing me for if my child were to ever turn into a brat and I'm not going to allow that. And to think, it's only 11AM. Can't wait to see what else is in store for the remainder of the day. 🙄