I kind of figured I wouldn't be a potty
training kind of mom.
Not exact matches
There's one park nearby which is
kind of the «hippie» park, and that's where I find the
moms who are more prone to talk to me and not just ask how old he is, what potty
training issues we've had, or other «parent shield» questions that allow us to chat without ever actually talking.
This was exactly the
kind of training I was looking for in order to help other
moms breastfeed their children effectively.
But I've been in
training for this
kind of hell - bent epic
of hedonism, social frenzy and barbeque for, oh, my entire adult life (sorry
mom), and I expect to return alive, if not entirely intact.