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Let's Be Honest: part two

The debut of Mommy Confessionals was such a hit that I felt strongly that we needed another installment. Your comments made me laugh and I really appreciate that one of my favorite blog friends commented three times...

What warms my heart is the fact that other women are willing to admit that they aren't cookie cutter perfect either. Facebook in particular can make a person crazy with all the ideal family pictures and cutesy patootsy comments about their children's accomplishments and adorableness. Seeing everyone else's Pinterest projects and hearing about the terrific homemade meals they've all conjured up in their domestic bliss makes me wanna poke my eyes out.

Sooo, thanks to each of you for playing along. It makes me feel "normal". And honestly, my kids are happy with their unperfect, nonscheduled, messy, chaotic and unstructured lives. We wouldn't want it any other way!

I am already racking up a list of confessions I have yet to reveal. Coming this week...

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  1. kkasunMarch 2, 2013 at 6:58 AM

    I meant to comment on the last 1 but Avery woke up from her nap. I can't wait to hear your next 1 we have many of these stories!

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  2. AnonymousMarch 2, 2013 at 11:59 AM

    I've thought of so many more since your post.. I need to start writing them down so I don't forget them for the next post :)

    Xoxo

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  3. SarahMarch 2, 2013 at 10:36 PM

    I let my daughter chew on the outside bottle of a (full) container of Tums, so I could keep her entertained while I threw on some make up quick. What? She likes the way it sounds when she shakes the bottle. Was the bottle also lightly dusted in baby powder possibly? Maybe.

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