Mom Around the Clock: Mom confession of the Week

I have tons of jeans in my closet I can't seem to part with. For some reason I have this misguided notion that one day I will revert to my former size 5 self and might "need" them.

Mom Confession of the Week

Even though it was obvious I was sexually "experienced", I was STILL embarrassed about purchasing contraceptives during check-out at Hell-Mart with four wildebeest children in tow.

I don't know what the cashier thought when she came across the box of condoms hidden between the Frosted Flakes and Lucky Charms. But since my oldest child was climbing into and out of the cart, her brothers were attached to each of my legs, and the infant was clawing and grasping at my head, I think it was something along the lines of:

"Lady, you've started protecting yourself WAAAYYYY too late."