Hi everyone! Remember how I said I wouldn’t blog about my kids anymore because they were old enough now to object and I didn’t want to embarrass them? Well, I think we can all agree I’ve held up to that pretty darn well. In fact, I haven’t blogged about anything personal in a looonggg time. …
There’s no such thing as Mommy Guilt. To suggest there is is doing women everywhere a disservice, because the guilt and shame we women take on as a mantle from pretty much birth is in no way restricted to mothers. We all receive it as a legacy whether we want it or not, and we owe it to ourselves, sisters, friends, mothers, and especially our daughters, to take it off, look at it, and throw it in the trash where it belongs, and when someone tries to make us take it back, we see it for what it is, and say “No thank you, I’ve had enough for now. If that’s okay with you. Sorry.” (because girls are supposed to be polite, right?).
If you’re a mom, or a kid, or someone who used to be a kid, you probably know about stranger danger (which has been rebranded to tricky people).