Today I’m confessing. I’m feeling rather nervous about it too.
Here’s a excerpt:
I’m ashamed to admit there have been times when the pursuit of perfection, or rather the appearance of perfection, has hurt my family.
Remembering occasions in which I barked orders or completely ignored my children in an attempt to impress someone with a spotless home, brings me much sadness and regret.
I’ve spent a lot of time thinking everyone is better than me.
Will you love me even though I’m often messy?
I’m also linking up with Breaking Down the Mommy Wars at Rediscovering Domesticity.