I was the first of my friends and my siblings to have children. This was a blessing and a curse; I had no idea what I was doing and not many friends to ask for help. But I got to find my own way without a lot of outside influence. It worked out perfectly.
– swiffering, vacuuming, rhoomba-ing, or any floor cleaning of any kind
|BACK AWAY FROM THE BOWL!|
|I’m a gourmet to-go orderer.|
DO ASSUME I’M HERE TO SUPPORT, NOT JUDGE
DO WHIP OUT A BOOB
DO NOT FEEL LIKE YOU HAVE TO ENTERTAIN MY KIDS
|My 18 month old’s hands actually look like this. Often.|
DO PUT ME TO WORK
Put me to work! I am eager to be helpful but I’ll only offer once. If I offer too many times, you may think:
|Will mop for Mamas!|
DO REALIZE I DON’T HAVE AN INFANT (ANYMORE)
DO TELL ME HOW YOU ARE REALLY DOING
I hope you take this manifesto to heart, dear mama friends. I love you. I love your baby. Nothing else matters. Now put down the computer and go take a nap.
I’m linking up with Mama Kat!