I was thinking today about how, if you read most of my posts, you might get a better impression of me than you should. So here go my true confessions (just a few, but to help you get a more realistic view of my life):
1. I feed my toddler packaged, processed, and frozen food. And sometimes candy. Yes, this is the same child who was fed homemade super baby porridge, an avocado a day, and every other kind of vegetable and grain you can think of... Oh, how the mighty have fallen. But it was the perfect storm. You have, on the one hand, the on-set of the picky two's (a sub-set of the terrible two's), and on the other, the birth of son #2. Something had to give. We will hopefully get healthier as time goes on, but that is where we are. And as an addendum to true confession #1, I probably will not make baby food for son #2 since we will get jars and jars from WIC. Bam.
2. My toddler wears disposable diapers at night. Because I got tired of changing his sheets every morning. Yes, I have read the long lists of cloth diaper possibilities for the night. No, I haven't tried them all. Why? Because I got tired of changing his sheets only after about two mornings, so there wasn't time.
3. My husband does most, if not all, of the work on the garden, the chickens... and he cooks most of the meals (although I do the meal planning and grocery shopping) and the laundry (including diapers, although I also do some). But I can say I am the only one who breastfeeds the baby. So I've got that going for me.
4. On any given day, my toddler has more than 1 hour of screen time (TV, computer, etc.). It just got a little crazy with the new baby, and it all came at about the same time son #1 started actually liking TV, especially Elmo. So we use TV strategically when we need to get things done... things like dinner. Or laundry. Mostly the essentials. I'm not setting up a model to emulate, I'm just being honest.
5. I don't remember the last time I exercised for more than 30 minutes. See above excuses.
Well, that's enough for now. You get the idea. I could go on, but that would border on a beat-myself-up fest, and that is not what this (or any) momma needs. Suffice to say, we are all our own unique bundle of strengths and weaknesses. And my lesson of the day is that, while we love to swap ideas and life stories, we must never compare ourselves to others.