We all have one of those friends. You know what I'm talking about, right?
I'm talking about the Mom who Facebooks "What a great morning for a 10 mile run!" at 5 AM. The one who yabbers on about her super important job and going home to cook (from scratch) a totally organic and delicious dinner, the one whose house appears to be spit shined. Her kids are perfect, her clothes are fantastic and she just looooooves being a mommy.
Am I missing something?
A friend of mine and I were talking about this the other day. She asked me if it was weird that her world doesn't revolve 24/7 around her son. Sure, you're going to be a mom until the day you die, but do you have to be 100 percent mom 100 percent of the time?