Why, why, is is so hard for you to be a parent to be apart of your children's lives. All they did was love you and adore you and cherish the time they get with you. Oh but because I'm the mother and I ask you if you can be with them when I have to work you throw a tantrum.
Me “I have to quit working out. I am withering away to nothing. I’m just skin and bones.”
Trainer “How much weight have you lost?”
Me “Well none... but that doesn’t change how I feel.”