I admit it. I too on some days would like to return my children from whence they came, like that adoptive parent/brain trust of a gal in Tennessee did by putting her KGB-style-kiddie back on a place to Russia. The problem for me is that if I try to do that then my uterus would explode and the kid would complain anyway that the cell phone reception was bad from inside my mangled innards. What can a gal do, I tell ya.