Better Mommy Quote

I read this book called “True Mom Confessions: Real Moms Get Real” and it’s helped me with some of my judgmental attitudes. Over the next few days I’ll throw you some quotes from the book. There’s also a web site you can check out. Here ya go:

“I lean over my babies’ beds at night when they’re asleep and whisper, ‘I promise I’ll be a better mommy tomorrow.’ There are just too many days I wish I’d done better.”

Hmmm. I guess that's all we can do. Keep trying to do better.

Lots of Kids Quote

I read this book called “True Mom Confessions: Real Moms Get Real” and it’s helped me with some of my judgmental attitudes. Over the next few days I’ll throw you some quotes from the book. There’s also a web site you can check out. Here ya go:

“Today, when I saw my neighbor seven months pregnant and with three kids around her ankles, I told myself I’d be in the loony bin, but the truth is, I wish more than anything I was her.”

Makes me wonder about the complete strangers who call me crazy to my face for having so many kids and then spend 5 minutes justifying why THEY only have 2 kids. Instead of getting annoyed with them, I need to just let it go.

Breast Cancer Quote

I read this book called “True Mom Confessions: Real Moms Get Real” and it’s helped me with some of my judgmental attitudes. Over the next few days I’ll throw you some quotes from the book. There’s also a web site you can check out. Here ya go:

“I just found out a week ago that I have breast cancer. I have not told anyone. Not even my husband. And I don’t think I will be able to let my kids know.”

I usually have such a big mouth that you’d think I’d tell the whole world if I found out I had cancer. And yet I can also see not burdening your family with such sad news. People look at you differently, feel sorry for you, assume you won’t be able to do anything anymore, turn their negative thoughts toward the sadness of you maybe dying.

What would you do?

McDonald’s Playland Shrew

That’s me; I’m the shrew. This mom comes up to me at McDonald’s who I’ve seen around before and asks me what I’m having.

Me: “A baby.”

Her: “Of course. I mean, boy or girl?”

Me: “Yes. One of those.”

Later, she asks what my husband does for a job and I tell her he’s an engineer. She nods knowingly and says something about it being nice that he has such a good job so I can stay home [read: and keep popping out babies and buy some McDonald’s fries every now and then]. I tell her he doesn’t make the big bucks … that I’ve used cloth diapers and nursed for 8 years, we don’t usually buy new clothes, we drive used vehicles, we don’t live in a mansion we can’t afford, etc.

She was really very nice; just inquisitive. I wanted to tell her I’M the one who asks the questions around this town.

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