I am sure if you are anything like me, you look at people’s Instagram pictures or Facebook posts and want to virtually vomit when you read about how their kids sleep through the night and sleep late waking them up with quiet kisses or when you see pictures of kids in totally unstained hipster chic clothes. Is that reality? That certainly is not my reality.
Yesterday, while Andy was crying because I wouldn’t let him have my coffee cup, I was thinking that a picture of that is what people should be posting on social media. It would be a sign of comradery, like we are all in this craziness together. It would be a way of saying, “Don’t worry, my kid just spilled roasted red pepper soup all over that cute and clean sweatshirt too!” [Read more…]