"I had managed to keep my composure in the grocery store, and even when I was putting away my cart back to get my quarter back. But as I drove home, the tears came. I began the ugly cry."
"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
"I promise you that there is not a SINGLE one of your yoga doing, Pinterest worthy birthday party throwing, organic snack feeding, no dark circles under their eyes Mamas that have it together ALL the time."
