Outnumbered
Deciding to be a parent is a leap into the unknown, made with huge amounts of optimism and naive longing looks at sleeping babies in bassinettes. Unlike many other life decisions, once you’re in the thick of it there’s no going back. You are stuck with your offspring through thick and thin, sleepless nights and constant snacks.
The last thing you want is for your darling cherubs to judge you for your choices, although this mom does seem to have the perfect comeback to her son’s cheeky remark. Now, I know they say not to have favorites, but how can you choose between the one who kept you up all night and the one who posted salami into the Blu-ray player?