khoos

I feel like as a kitten mommy I am made of fail.
It's 2:50am and I woke up because Maggie, the one year old, was taking a piss in my chair.
I don't know how to deal with that. I gave her a solid (but not painful) whap on the bum. And then when she came to investigate the water while I was washing my hands after clean up I flicked water at her and she yelped and ran away.
Lily, the baby, came over to investigate what I was doing... and then went to the litter box to take a piss. I want to keep cuddling her in my bedroom, but I can't let Maggie in here again tonight. So Lily is booted too.
It's Lily that's crying. Maggie's so fucking nonchalant.
And I want to cry too. Because I know this is all my fault.