TINA MOM OF TWO FLICKR NAKED FULL

TINA MOM OF TWO FLICKR NAKED FULL

Ahem, so, Mom Guilt in full swing, I decided to leave something special - petite apple crisps - in the fridge that he could have as a treat on the days I’d be away.Īlas, the longer I am a mom, the harder it is for me to not question everything.

Lest you think I’m immune to Mom Guilt - au contraire, it is the very pitch to which my life is auto-tuned, the backbone, nay, doctrine of my existence, governing all decisions from “Is that my son picking up a stray cheddar bunny from the seat of a random stroller and do I really have to stop him?” to whether or not I should admit that I was late to call yesterday because I was, in actuality, reading with my eyes shut for the 9th time that afternoon. What I forgot to mention is that we weren’t bringing our son with us. The most profound conversation we had in three days was whether a spot out on the water where the color slipped from a piercing aquamarine to a deeper cerulean to was due to a change of depth, or just the cast shadow of a cloud. Blissfully, there was nothing to do but read books, stare at the horizon and not think about life for a while. It was dreadfully boring, by the way, all silky white sand that was cool under your bare feet, blazing aqua waters that you could walk a full city block into before you were in deeper than your waist and oh so quiet (rumor has it that they don’t even let these on the island!). I mentioned a couple weeks ago that we had plans to flee this so-called winter we’re having in New York and jet to a place where it’s always summer.

Tina mom of two flickr naked