As I sat there, congratulating him for actually eating something I realized that I should probably be feeling a teensy tiny bit guilty for giving in and letting him be the boss. I suppose I can be comforted knowing that as the years progress, so will all of my other mom guilts. Cheers!
My mother never warned me of what it was to become a mom. I never knew that when gazing into your face time would stop. I never knew that as time froze, it would simultaneously speed up, the years whizzing by, of sleepless nights, temper tantrums, first words, school plays, driving lessons, college, packed bags, … Continue reading My Mother Never Warned Me