Welcome to Confessions of a Mom, Vol. 1.
Disclaimer: please read this post with an open mind and sense of humor. Sometimes we all need a good laugh.
I love taking B to swim lessons, but getting out of a bathing suit and into the workout clothes I was wearing previously (because I went straight from the gym to swim) is not fun AT ALL.
When I read “martyr mom” posts on facebook or twitter, I get it you’re perfect all the time.
When my toddler won’t take a nap, and I really need to go downstairs and relax with real housewives of wherever.
What are your confessions this week?