The Worst Mom EVER!
Jooge wears her rubber slip on boots most of the time, SANS socks, because it's easier and because she can put them on. (Thank God for the ladybug boots Kyle and Mindy!)
Today Jooge had only french fries for lunch.
The baby has one bloody nostril because while trying to use the bulb aspirator to suck snot, I somehow injured her. I can not tell you how guilty I feel about this.
The afforementioned snot is still flowing from Avery's nose, and has been for too long. Someone told my husband that the kids will be sick from now until they are five so maybe her sickness is "normal." It just feels like there's something I should be doing to cure her condition.
Today I had the baby in a shopping cart at Ross and I looked down and she was sucking on the little bar near the handle. AAAAAAA! A better mom would have prevented this somehow.
Julia has had a spanking. (Okay, not for months and months, but STILL! I never thought I would!)
I have never, on a regular basis, given my children their prescribed dosages of flouride.
Julia watches TV when I have to get something done.
In conclusion, there's really nothing like Motherhood to remind you of your shortcomings. For me, it's a powerful lesson in being imperfect, something I rebel against all the time. I think of it this way: for every mistake I make, I am modeling that moms aren't perfect. What a relief not to be perfect! My children are still happy, well-adjusted, listened to and loved. And me, I'm okay too!