Little miss Abagail is teething, coming down with a cold, or just being a needy 6 month old. For the past two days she has had to be in my lap, or me on the floor with her, or she screams bloody murder! And I'm not talkin' "oh I'm a little upset" crys I am talking "the neighbors are gonna call the cops for a noise complaint"
So as I am comforting my small child, and watching my 100+ lb dog run laps in the apartment, keeping said child awake. I am thinking to myself....... If I am struggling with my budding drama queen at 6 months..... How on earth am I going to be able to handle a snotty 16yr old diva with her fancy phone and scary boyfriend?!?!? I think to myself..... My mom survived..... But look at her now, I drove my family crazy! (I love you mom)
I barely survived puberty, my parents barely survived.... And my loving mother gave me the ultimate curse "I hope you have 10 just like you" with Abagail being only #2 and not 11, Trever and I are going to have our hands full.
And no sir he is not going to be working out of town from age 12-20!
If my mom could survive, I think I can. I do have 12ish years to prepare.
God help us all when our Diva reaches her full Diva potential!!!!
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