I want to be in charge 95% of the time. I wouldn’t have it any other way… must be the controller in me. But it’s that last 5% that gets me every time. It’s the part that makes me snap and yell, often passive aggressively ask “Have you looked?”, or ignore the questions and walk away. Because that 5% just wants to mute all the noise.
We Put So Much on Mothers Plates, It’s No Wonder We Turn to Wine
It’s time for a massive reality check, mamas. I want to see an ad that shows what being a wino mom really looks at feels like: premature aging, massive headaches, and low energy.
An ad with a mom on her third glass of wine — still stressed but drunk on top of it — scrolling Facebook begrudgingly while her kids play on their iPads because mom is out of energy and out of f*cks.