Parent fail… I don’t even know what number we’re on anymore.
Had to take my daughter to her autism specialist this morning before work, so I was already rushing around trying to get everything done and get out the door on time. Got her to the appointment, got her to her day program, made it to work, trying to catch up…
…and realized I forgot her lunch.
Called them, and thankfully they have backup food for when parents have a brain fart like me. But then doctors called to schedule her next appointment in six months, and I don’t know why it always gets under my skin, but they asked if I’m her mom… then if I have legal guardianship.
And I know they have to ask. I do.
But it still irritates me every time, because I hate that I had to go to court to prove I’m responsible for my own daughter. And i get the legality of it all. The reasons. Still bothers me.
So yeah… I answered a little sharper than I probably should have.
Then immediately had to tell myself:
ma’am… calm your shit down.
Because apparently today we’re forgetting lunches AND having attitude. Cool. Cool cool cool.
…and realized I forgot her lunch.
Called them, and thankfully they have backup food for when parents have a brain fart like me. But then doctors called to schedule her next appointment in six months, and I don’t know why it always gets under my skin, but they asked if I’m her mom… then if I have legal guardianship.
And I know they have to ask. I do.
But it still irritates me every time, because I hate that I had to go to court to prove I’m responsible for my own daughter. And i get the legality of it all. The reasons. Still bothers me.
So yeah… I answered a little sharper than I probably should have.
Then immediately had to tell myself:
ma’am… calm your shit down.
Because apparently today we’re forgetting lunches AND having attitude. Cool. Cool cool cool.
