me. Again. I forgot Spencer's parent-teacher conferences yesterday. Seriously, who told me I was prepared to be a parent? I can't keep goldfish alive and I'm supposed to remember conferences? For that matter, I don't have the memory of a goldfish (3 seconds, from what I hear) and thus I should never have contemplated having children.
On the other hand, a moms' night out last night was just what I needed.
Well, that and a new appointment for a conference. Ugh.
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Ahh your not a bad mom at all!! And anyway - theres always next year!! :0)
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What? No day-timer? No wonder you had to leave California!
ReplyDeleteYou're a good mother. Your kids are lucky. One of the surest signs? When you screw up, you care.
Who ever said the Mom has to remember everything? We all do our best and need to give "us" a break. Guilt is the most non-productive emotion and you know that I am the "queen of guilt" and have to tell myself that each day. You're a good Mom! Have a margarita and "dance till you fall". Yeah, Jimmy Buffett!! Love, Mom
ReplyDeleteIt seems like good moms (like you) are always the hardest on themselves.
ReplyDeleteI forget stuff all of the time and Michael still loves me. And that is what counts. :)
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