The problem with being a yummie mummie is, threefold.
First, I’m an imposter. My a s s is too W I D E.
Second, I am not relaxed from a workout and massage, glowing from a facial, or recently waxed and polished. I am fretting and stressed and eating too many chocolate chips and my jeans are too tight.
Finally, while I have one very special GLASSY BABY sitting on my bookshelf, the only way I could afford it was by receiving it as a gift. Otherwise that is one expensive (but worth it and for a good cause) hand crafted candle holder.
I need to find a new persona. But I’m not going back to frumpy mama, so I’ll remain a yummie mummie imposter until then!
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