Not always a good one. Sometimes I have off moments.
Off days.
And yes, off months.
This has been one of those months.
So I guess you could say that I'm a bad mom.
When people set off to have kids, very few, if any, say, "Wow, I really want to be a bad mom. I hope my kids fall apart in my care and hate me for the rest of my life."
I know I didn't. But I'm feeling pretty bad right now.
On Monday, Cambri poured rubbing alcohol directly into her eyes. They swelled shut and the screaming ensued.
I kept my cool. Everytime she opened her eyes between screams, I literally unleashed a glass full of water onto her eyes (as well as hair, face and clothes etc. etc.)
And then I called poison control and they reassured me that my child wouldn't face a lifetime of blindness because her mother's careless mistake of leaving an upopened bottle on the counter of the bathroom.
But I had to put her in the shower for 15 mintues and keep a cool washcloth on her eyes for an hour.
Restraining a two year old for an HOUR is a difficult task. But I managed.
But her eyes were a puffy red for the next two days.
The very next day, Izzy drug Cam Cam across the carpet and rug burned her stomach and both elbows. It's kind of healed in this picture. It wasn't pretty.
Seriously, my poor baby loos beat up. Luckily the black eye she got in the shower a couple of weeks back had healed before any of this.
But here, my friends, is the worst of the worse. The cream of the crop.
At the end of this horrific week, Cam Cam wrapped the blind cord around her neck and jumped. It wasn't pretty.
As you can see.
I'm suprised that my kids still love.
