You know what I’m sick of?
People telling me to be awesome.
Implying my day needs to be filled with glorious backdrops. Adventures that teach my kids valuable life lessons while making them giggle. A day that is met with a wide hot pink smile, skinny jeans and cute shoes. Reckless exploration that fills the doldrums of the routine in life that is apparently rotting my brain.
Sure it sounds good.Sometimes I even get the chance to do a sliver of it.
But for the majority of moms with small kids, it just isn’t how the day will go.
