I would like to start by saying: if you’re offended easily, or you might whine about what I have to say – you should probably just scroll out of this little piece of bliss and go whine somewhere else.
This is for the mothers, or father’s, or parents in general who just… Aren’t perfect. (See what I did here? The blog name suits it very well, if I do say so myself.) This is for the parents who would like the world to know they are still on top of things, even if it means they’ve had to lose their mind a few times. Even if it means you’re my age, but somehow manage to look in the mirror and see you’ve gained your first grey hair… Or 12th. This is for the people who openly admit and are okay with the fact that parenthood isn’t just cute little Pinterest ideas and fun lunch time snacks. For the people who know parenthood is essentially crying because you lost the one and only binky your child wants. Or sitting on your bedroom floor contemplating if it would be okay to just sleep there for the rest of the night because your toddler spread lasagna all over the dining room blinds for the second or third time in a row, and you’ve just had enough.
This isn’t self help, this is just a comfort space of knowing you aren’t doing this shit alone. There will be some stories to be told, and some advice to be given, but for the most part, I plan to do what most parents do when they have free time: bitch and moan.