
When I first started having kids, I wanted to be perfect. I wanted my little angels to be well-dressed and well-behaved. I wanted my house to be clean. I wanted them to eat healthy. I wanted to be present in their lives. I wanted everything that every first time mom wants. Somewhere around my third child, I realized there’s no such thing as perfect.
I’m a slow learner.
But coming to this realization hasn’t stopped me from judging other moms. I think it’s just a coping mechanism I use to feel better about myself. I judge. There I said it. I see you. I judge you. I always assumed everyone did this. Isn’t that why it’s always so important to make a good first impression?
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