I’m a bit talked out after the last few days. Hard to believe, I know. Shut. UP.
Today my dear sweet Monkey had to have blood taken, and I daresay the lab tech had never before heard a parent soothe a frightened child with, “It’s okay, sweetie. No one’s going to stick anything up your nose.” He was a champ, though. Chickadee put her arm around him afterwards and whispered, “I totally would’ve cried. Good job, buddy.”
ANYWAY. I’m always a little nervous when people start making comments about my mothering. Good or bad, my knee-jerk response is I’M NO SUPERMOM! I’m just… a mom. But I’m always fascinated with this concept that there is some sort of perfect maternal ideal to which we all aspire, consciously or not.
That’s why it’s SO LUCKY for all of us that Melanie Lynne Hauser has written this little book called Confessions of a Super Mom. It was just released and promises to be an entertaining read, even if it might not actually hold all the secrets of attaining Mom Divinity. Melanie has a fun blog, too.
Go visit her and say congratulations and buy a copy or three of her book!