In contemplating whether having both boys asleep by 6 p.m. tonight makes me a good momma or a bad momma, I realized several things:
1. I have got to find a way to get Jack to take the naps he still so desperately needs but is refusing so obstinately, especially on his most tired days.
2. I am a bit to involved in reading Wicked, as I thought of that opening sentence in the same cadence as, "Are you a good witch or a bad witch?"
3. Who cares, when it means I'll have time for a treadmill workout to replace the jog that had to be aborted this afternoon due to a baby who didn't want to ride in our awesome new double jogger in my hour of need today?
4. I really have to stop judging myself so much...
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