“Am I failing?” I asked myself one morning while frantically getting the kids ready for school.
The lingering feeling of failing as a mother was recently intensifying, whether due to another missed vaccine appointment, not enough fresh vegetables in the fridge or the pile of laundry growing in the bedroom and the kids only having mismatched socks (which they prefer, to be honest).
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