proof

i think that no matter how hard we try, we are never going to be as good a mum as our own mums are. and that goes for house keeping as well as motherly things like looking after your own kids. here are some examples

leaving e sleeping while i take x to kindy
on the way home, thinking that stopping and picking up that stray labrador would be a good enough 'sorry for being a bad mummy' present
letting e eat chocolate cake for breakfast
me eating chocolate and telling e there was none left, then eating more when he walked out the room
deciding that a salt and vinegar chip sandwhich is a good enough breakfast for myself
thinking i should wipe e's face every time he walks past me, but never actually doing it

and all this is only in the last hour and a half