Things I couldn't stand:
* Having to get out of bed several times a night
* Having a house littered with broken toys and stains of every description, feeling the despair of ugliness
* Having to entertain by playing peekaboo and reading silly stories when you'd much rather be writing something incredible or watching the clouds
And to think I actually wanted a child. I suppose God knew better after all. I could have spared myself all those moments of bitterness.
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