I don’t let my kids win at games.

I’m worried about my teenage son’s choice of friends.

I daydream about running away sometimes.

I’m currently pretending to pay bills in the office but really just drinking wine and scrolling.

I wait for my hubs to fall asleep on the couch & not wake him up so I can actually get sleep. alone.

I can’t stand my daughter’s best friend.

I love my baby but I also count down to nap time.

Forgot to take pictures at my 2 year old’s birthday party. Just took pictures and started eating.

I hate playing with my kids.

I excitedly get up every morning to have coffee and watch Netflix in peace.

I can’t remember the last time my 5 year old had a shower and I don’t see it happening today...

When people ask me if I’m happy I had kids, I lie. I miss my pre-kid life.

Sometimes I wish I was the dad and not the mom.

I am so tired of being in charge of every.single.thing.

I’d rather go on a trip with my girlfriends than anyone I’m related to.

I spelled my kid’s middle name wrong when I registered his birth.

My toddler is getting bullied by a mean girl and it’s bringing back horrible memories for me.

Everything is easier when my husband’s not at home.

Wondering if feeling like a bad mom goes on forever.

I want a divorce but I know my kids will hate me, so I go out every weekend and party like I’m 21 again.

My sis and brother in law always bring their sick kids to holidays and it stresses me out!

I “work from home” at Target A LOT

I’m pretty sure my 15 month old doesn’t like me and hopefully one day I can win him over

Having kids has ruined my relationship with my mother

Tired of my life. Want to find a rockstar and be his Linda McCartney.

I would give up anything to skip hosting Christmas to just eat tacos in sweatpants. Anything.

I’m relieved that my divorce means I no longer have to do holidays with my in-laws.

I only go to the parties I know The Hot Dad will be attending.

Excited to see family, but family won’t respect our no kissing the baby rule.

I wish I could enjoy family gatherings but my anxiety makes me feel like an outsider.

I slept with my friend’s husband and would do it again.

Fitting in with other PTO moms is just as hard as fitting in in middle school.

I secretly skip some pages in my kid’s night reading cause I’m barely awake myself

I am a holidays Grinch. It falls on moms and I am exhausted.

I like cuddling more with my 1.5 year old than my husband in our bed.