World’s Worst Mom, yes, that’s right, I am. Sometimes
I don’t claim to be a perfect mother. Hell, I try. I am after all, almost a perfectionist (hah!). I like to think I’m the world’s best-prepared mom. For anything. Wrong. There was a time the baby was covered in poop. You heard me. Poop. Covered. The baby. Curious? You can read all about it at World’s Worst Moms.
That’s right! I have the honor of being featured! Why celebrate being a ‘worst mom’ you ask – well, without the worst, mom fail moments, we don’t learn to be the best mothers. At least, that’s what I tell myself.
Go read it, will ya!
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