I resented her, stewing in my own feelings of inadequacy. I knew I'd have to shake myself out of my schedule-free daze and deal with my to-do list... my inbox, which was filling up each day with more forms, notes, reminders, and obligations.
Despite my efforts to will it not to, the first day of school inevitably arrived. And as much as I tried to prepare for the stress and stave off my insecurities, they still came flooding back.
She had everything organized and was happy to chat with me about it. 'Hey, how was your summer? By the way, I signed up to be class mom for our kids' class. Have you signed up for any of the volunteer stuff yet?' she asked.
She shared that her son and daughter had been reading high school level books for fun and doing math problems during dinner. I'm pretty sure my kids hadn't done a single math problem the whole summer.
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