I was standing with two moms at a playground today and my mind began to wander.

Why do moms judge each other? We’re so critical of one another. We spend so much time complaining that we don’t want to keep up with the Joneses but then WE TRY AND DO IT. It’s exhausting. Can’t we call a truce? Let’s all admit that it is hard to manage a family. Let’s all admit that we are not perfect (Hello? Do I have to remind you of Jailbird Stewart?).  Each of us does the best she can. I freely admit that some days my best is I-don’t-care-as-long-as-you-don’t-burn-the-house-down. Some days, I can give myself a pat on the back. Mostly though, it’s moment to moment.

Let’s give ourselves and each other some slack. Easy to say. Hard to do.