i'm impatient, I get bored with kids' games, I can't tolerate songs/rhymes/stories on long car ride for upwards of 5 mins. I can't be fascinated about other kids' feats. I realise this makes me sound horrible - I do love my own, even ds1 most of the time and he's particularly trying. On the whole though I'm not and never have been a child-loving person. I'm wondering about giving up work to spend more time with mine but dread the thought of endless play-dough, awful playdates and my brain turning to water. not meaning to sound on the attack here, just voicing my real fears, petty though they may be.