A word from thenotsosupermama… I can’t tell you how much I appreciated reading this today. I was feeling a little down on my “Mommy Skills,” and really needed to hear this. Hope it encourages you as well!

They call me Mummy

Last week, when I dropped my children off at school, one of the mothers walked up to me and put a rotten egg in my pocket. Just like that. I didn’t like the way it smelled, but I quickly zipped up my pocket and kept it with me all day, anyway. I tried to ignore the stench that followed me around and I tried to pretend that I wasn’t aware that people were wrinkling their noses as I walked by. I could only imagine what they must have been thinking about me.

At the supermarket, one of those perfect mothers (you know the ones – dressed in an unstained white suit, sporting perfectly coiffed hair and impeccable make up…the ones who have magazine-cover-ready toddlers, eating organic, home-made sugarless snacks, not having tantrums while pulling M&Ms off the shelf) walked up to me, looked me up and down and sneered as…

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