One Secret to a Working Mom's Success: Keep Standing

Me, standing in Barbados Those of us who live our lives out loud on the internet subject ourselves to scrutiny. Some comment, "Nobody's life is perfect. These posts must be fake," Those making those comments might even be close to us because they "know our business" and they whisper and gossip and say, "she's so fake".  To those who may read my blog and make such comments, (the trolls) know that I hear you, see you, and completely disagree. 

An Unglamorous Story…

Even those of us who appreciate the value of a glamorous life and are committed to not letting the baby steel our style are sometimes blindsided.

This morning, Andre went off early to work and the baby and I were hanging out together. We had a grand time. I made myself a smoothie with mango, nectarines and Greek yogurt. I even got to read an actual book as the baby took her nap. Inside, I was patting myself on the back for being organized and peacefully enjoying a day of luxury.

When Andre got home he looked at me and smiled. I thought that he was admiring my accomplishments too. Then he pointed at my pants and asked, “Is that poopy”?

I guess every moment in Chaton’s World can’t be glamorous!
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