Full disclosure, everybody, I had to start this episode all over again because I made an inappropriate tone deaf foster care joke about my son and thought, I don't really feel like getting him kicked out of his Montessori program.

So I'm just going to dial it back and we're going to restart.

Jackie, what was the joke?

I don't know.

Just that like we have a new little lullaby and it includes the

following terminology. Foster care, orphanage, late term abortion. Not of the times, but kind

of of the times. I want to be very honest with you. Also, if you're watching the video, I just

caught a glimpse of some winter peonies that I have in a vase on the coffee table

and there are petals a strewn all over the place, not sure if that's a word. And it really

feels reminiscent of my current mental state. I am, this is whatever the opposite of schick is. I need to be honest with you from the

fucking jump, okay? Because I make jokes to like go through the motions. Like I do love a foster

care joke. And Clyde laughs now. He has no idea what it means. Obviously, he's 15 months old

and like eats glue. But we, I kind of like have this little song for him about foster care.

I'm like do you want to stay like in the West Coast, East Coast? Would you prefer a Midwest family?

Um, you know, whatever. We browse. Um, but what was I saying? Fuck me in the goddamn butt hard. Anywho, I mean this and I say this with the utmost of

transparency and authenticity. This is not for Stikersport. I am so deeply, deeply burdened and overstimulated by my family.

And it is really fucking up my flow.

They are, my husband and my son are annoying the shit out of me. And sometimes I close my eyes and I think

this was all a huge mistake. Not all the time, but sometimes. Like I don't have the mental endurance for like consecutive days of parenting and

wifing.

And I applaud women that, you know, are making their own fruit loops at home and toxic mom

culture on the internet.

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