The following is a guest post by our poet-in-residence, Sarah Dunning Park.
First, by way of an intro, I need to make a confession:
Before having kids, I thought I was going to “do” motherhood perfectly. It would be challenging, of course, and probably character-building — but it wouldn’t be difficult to at least appear outwardly put-together, as a family. I mean, how hard could it be to teach kids decent manners and to dress them in clothes that couldn’t double as pajamas?