Daily Monologue


I tried to write a real post today, but instead I spent the day saying these things. Over and over and over again. 

Please stop.

Please go.

Please move.

Stop moving.

Can you please move a little faster?

Slow down, you’re going to get hurt.

Aw, are you hurt?

You’re OK!

Get that out of your mouth.

Get that out of your nose.

What is that in your nose?

Let’s wipe that nose.

Don’t wipe your nose on your sleeve.

Please don’t be fresh.

Please listen.

Stop yelling.

Answer me.

Wash your hands.

Brush your teeth.

Don’t use that to brush your teeth.

Where are you going?

Just go.

Hurry up.

Slow down.

Please stand still!

Do you want a snack?

No, you can’t have a snack.

You just had a snack.

What do you say?

How do you ask?

No, you can’t have candy.

No, you can’t have ice cream.

Who wants an apple?

I have to figure out what to make for dinner.

I’m trying to make dinner.

Eat your dinner.

Please don’t throw your dinner on the floor.

Be gentle.

No hitting.

No biting.

No pushing.

Get off the baby.

Please leave the baby alone.

Put that down.

Pick that up.

Please stand up.

Please sit down.

Just taste it.

Don’t put that in your mouth.


Good night.

Good niiiiight.

I love you more.


Coming tomorrow: my thoughts on Hell on Earth pregnancy.

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