My blogger-ific cousin Janelle got me thinking about this. Some days I feel like Super-mom: able to leap buildings, cook dinner, make crafts, read to three different age groups, french braid and get in a good run. Other days it's slave from sun up to sun down complete with toilet scrubbing, diaper duty, mopping, battle referee and three whiners all while being peed on, spit on and pooed on. Today was a slave day/screaming banshee. Is it a full moon?
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Welcome to the club of seasoned moms! We ALL understand and empathize! I love you!
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