Another Dinner Fail
I can't even begin to imagine what that must be like to be an actual mom. I know it is different to learn your role from the time the child is an infant on is a muh bigger deal than stepping into a family later. I have so much respect for moms and what they do. Stepping into a family and trying to learn how to do a fraction of whan actual moms do has been hard enough. It has some really great moments. There are good weekends, great moments, and times where you can see the progress. Those moments are very rewarding. You have to hold on to those moments. Not every night or weekend can win them over. There are other times when a bad attitude suddenly kills an otherwise amazing weekend. When they stare blankly at you and ignore what you are saying, or look at you like you are the dumbest person to ever walk the face of the earth, and it makes you want to scream. The moment when something they have loved to eat, suddenly makes them gag and pretend to throw up at the dinner tab...