Today, I had parent teacher conferences. Since I am the stereotypical soccer mom who belongs to the PTO, never misses a meeting, attends every sporting and school event known to man, is team mom for all the teams, bakes her own fucking cupcakes for school parties, etc. etc. the teachers fucking LOVE me. They think I am great.
They don't know me at all. I am cute and I smile, so that must mean I am ultra-mom, right?
My grade school children are smart. Not bragging, but they both are well above average in all areas. My daughters teacher told me it was obviously due to the fact that she has good parenting. I wanted to smile and tell her that I am such a good mommy that I only thought about suicide 20 times today instead of the normal 30. I thought about explaining that I am so fucking fantastic that I only took a 2 hour nap instead of a 3 hour nap, because that is the only part of my day that I like. Wanted to tell my son's teacher that I am a total scam, nothing is true, and just because I help with family fun night and coach soccer doesn't mean I can pretend to myself when I am alone.
Wouldn't it be funny to see the look on their faces? Wouldn't it be sad to see the disappointment? Wouldn't it be wonderful to be honest?
I doubt I will ever know.



