Yesterday a friend had a link to this website (a holy experience) and I was browsing around it for a bit when I came across this entry. And as I'm reading it, instead of feeling uplifted and optimistic, I feel like the worlds worst Mom. Really? Is all that even possible? Are you saying I shouldn't raise my voice? Who does that? Or doesn't do that as the case may be. When your 4 kids are screaming hysterically, chasing each other, wrestling and pulling hair...I'm supposed to hug them? Somehow I just don't think that's the answer. And while I'd like to be that Mom, that super cool Mom whose kids flock to her with adoration, and there's never any screaming or pushing, somedays I just don't think that's possible.
Do you?
