You want to raise the most amazing kids you possibly can. Of course you do.
So you read all the right books, go to the right blogs, listen to the right podcasts, and sign your kids up for the right activities.
You're pretty sure you're doing a good job… until they won’t brush their teeth / don’t listen / talk back / leave their dirty socks all over the house…
And you lose your ever loving shit on them. Again.
Then you lay in bed worrying that you're fucking them up.