While nursing Brodee, my 3 year old niece walks up to me, and points to the breast pad resting on my knee. "Auntie, what's that?" she asks. I reply, "It's a breast pad. Or a yarmulke."
She then cocked her head to the side & responded. "I can say Hooya America! I say it to the flag!"
After 10+ years of marriage, and 4 children, I've come to accept the fact, I am not Super Mom. I hope you enjoy, empathize and relate to my rants and soap boxes. I hope you also may find some comic relief, as I share with you my confessions of a not so super mom.
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