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Some days I wonder about kids — about the boulder that I’m pushing against, hoping that it starts rolling before I just can’t push anymore.
Some days I can understand people who have decided that being married, simply being together with their spouse and being happy is a good and worthwhile end in itself.
Some days are just… hard.
Falling Down
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11:33 PM, 05.21.02
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Comments
And there are, to be fair (at least for me), other days when I can't think of anything finer than to have the kid around.
Unfortunately, it's extremely difficult to conjure up the feelings of one extreme when at the other.
posted by *** Dave, May 22, 2002 07:00 AM
Hang in there li'l buckeroo. Things get better, and there will be ice cream later.:)
posted by dust, May 22, 2002 12:48 PM
Danggit. That was moi, sorry for the gender confusion.
posted by Lee, May 22, 2002 12:49 PM
"having a kid is like cutting off a piece of your heart and sticking legs on it." and about as messy.
posted by dust, May 22, 2002 04:33 PM
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