There is a special moment in your life, when you have a child, you become 'this parent' , 'a mother' and you are just coping, but in a good way, then someone gives you advice, and you turn in horror ready to say something really smart and then your brain turns to moouch and you fume all the way home.
Well here is your chance to right those wrongs, explain yourself while noticing how banana-fingery your clothes are, that you should at least clean under your nails, and venting your story on this blog, and feeling the combined love and outrage of other parents.
Go on, you've had a bad day, well you've had several but today was the worst & you've just got to share.
So send me an email, tap out that story and I'll spell check it for you and post it up. Any images you like to attach, make sure they are smallish, or just send a link. We like images as they fill up the page. If you don't have one, we may find one right for the story, eg. tray of smashed eggs.
Include
1. Your general location: just to pep it up a bit eg. Sydney or Northern Beaches or Westfield Bondi Junction or the 3rd assistant to the left at the Supermarket on Thursdays at St Ives Shopping Centre, you can be general or specific and then I'll decide whether it's slanderous or not.
2. Your children's gender and age. Please put your child's details in a short summary at the beginning of the story, eg.
Story about Son no. 2, aged 3 at Woop Woop Supermarket
4. Don't be lengthy, be breif and angry or righteous or whatever the emotion is. We are all time poor for reading.
3. Not all stories can be published, but then, I may not be fussy when there is no-one sending any in anyway.
4. No payment for stories; just the glory and responses are our gift.
5. No names will be mentioned or identities revealed.
6. Personal photos, if they are amusing and connected to the story please attach to the email. Our decision to include them is random.
