Mumsaid

I am a terrible mother. Here's why: 1)  Sometimes my children are up past 8pm. 2)  When feverish or teething, my children take children's acetaminophen.  And it's red.  And they like it. 3)  They have had all of their shots. 4)  My daughter goes topless at home. 5)  I don't shut the blinds OR the front door. 6)  We don't wind up the cords from the blinds either.  They dangle freely like vines in a jungle. 7)  My children have both painted before age 2.  And used crayons.  And markers.  And glue.  It tastes good. 8)  My children eat Happy Meals.  Chicken nuggets have white meat in them, never mind the percentage that is actual meat. 9)  Apple Dippers?  WTF??  I stopped asking if they'd like Apple Dippers.  They wanted fries.  And now Apple Dippers come in Happy Meals anyway. 10)  Our vegetables and fruits are not organic. 11)  Our meat may or may not be grass fed.  I never asked. 12)  I am lucky if I can get Green Warrior to eat said pest

"I am a terrible mother." So very many of us mom-people freak out all to often and actually believe this statement. Until the Supermommies strike and piss us off. And here's how it happened: Pattergirl had a snotty nose, the tail end of what was a couple of weeks of germy HELL in my house, and was going out in public, which included playing with Other People's Children.  I called Pattergirl over so I could give her some decongestant.  As my little blonde-haired, blue-eyed, pigtailed Pattergirl bounced over to me, this "Person-I-Once-Liked-turned-Supermommy" looked at me with horror...the scene changed to a dramatic slow-motion...while I squirted what I thought was a relatively "safe" OTC cold remedy into my little girl's mouth...end of slow motion...and Supermommy began her interrogation. SM:  "Did you ask your pediatrician before you gave her that?" Me:  "No.  The dosage on the bottle for ages four to six says 2 teaspo