I threw my back out today. Which sucks. And makes me feel really old. All I was doing was leaning over to pick up my 18 month old. And pop. Couldn’t move.
And you know what sucks when you throw your back out? An 18 month old who throws massive tantrums. The tantrums sucked when my back was normal. Now when she goes limp as I’m trying to keep her safe from getting run over by cars in a parking lot I can’t even stand up. Yeah. I’m a horrible mom because I won’t let my 18 month old run through the parking lot without holding hands.
I remember going through this phase with Brayden. He hated being put into his car seat. I had to use all of my body weight just to get him strapped in. He grew out of eventually. I hope Kennedy will too. But, when you’re in the midst of it, it sucks.
And you know what else sucks. When you’re kid is throwing a huge massive tantrum and other moms just look at you. Like their kid has never done it before. Or when a mom whose kid happened to have MASSIVE tantrums at the indoor pool for the first 3 weeks of swim lessons let’s her son come up to you and say, “Wow. Your baby is really loud.”. Really, kid? Thanks.
Rant over.
Bad mom because I made her hold my hand across a sketchy bridge over a gross stagnant creek.
Canon 5D Mark II, 50 1.2
F 2.0, 1/800, ISO 125
Bad mom because I took her to the beach.
Canon 5D Mark II, 50 1.2
F 2.0, 1/6400, ISO 125
Bad mom because I made her go on Toy Story.
Canon 5D Mark II, 24-70 2.8
F 2.8, 1/250, ISO 800
Bad mom because I made her go to her brother’s birthday party with her two favorite mice in the world.
Canon 5D Mark II, 24-70 2.8
F 3.5, 1/400, ISO 200
Thankfully she’s really cute when I’m being a good mom and letting her do what she wants to do.
Canon 5D Mark II, 24-70 2.8
F 2.8, 1/250, ISO 1000
