I stumbled upon this website "True Mom Confessions" and I AM HOOKED.

These women fascinate me.

The premise is that mothers can anonymously post "confessions" about their lives. Good confessions, bad confessions, the WORKS.

OK let me tell you something. The bad ones are the ones that really connect with me. I KNOW the stories these women tell are true even though I haven't walked in their shoes. Does that make sense at all? It's like...their tales of woe, stress, anxiety, misery, and disenchantment about motherhood are what inspire me to live a life completely different from the ones they lead.

I want to post a few of the most disturbing confessions here and give you guys a taste of what goes on in other people's lives...it is riveting, I must tell you.

When I think my life is stressful, I should go to this website and see how bad these chicks have it. You couldn't pay me to switch places with these broads.

Read These (all from various women):

"Some days I hate my baby and I don't feel guilty about it at all!"

"I am the invisible mommy. I talk and 2 minutes later no one remembers the conversation. I'm so sick of being invisible in this house. They are all glued to the TV or computer or video games that no one even acknowledges I'm around. Unless, of course, they are hungry."

"I put my daughter in her crib and let her cry for 30 minutes while I cried in my room because I couldn't stand to be around her any longer."

"I'm pregnant, and I'm dying for a drink."

"I love my son - but I want my life back."

"I miss my free time."

"Unfortunately, I think marriage AND motherhood is overrated."

"I feel like I'm such at a bad mother. I yelled/screamed at my 5 week old. He won't stop crying. I'm losing my mind."

"I had a big talk with my husband the other night. i let it all out, even that i don't know if i'm in love with him anymore, and that i think having my 5 month old was the worst thing for our relationship."

"I am so tired of changing poopy diapers. So, so tired of it."

"If a man was a pain in the ass to me a majority of the time, but occasionally told me he loved me, I sure as hell wouldn't marry him. What makes having kids any different? Because everyone tells us that it is the most important job in the world, and that these little things make it all worth it? I for one am not afraid to admit that it's not all Kodak memories and sunshine like it's cracked up to be. If given the chance, I would probably choose a different path for my life."

"I have the husband, the kids, the career, the house and the dog. It all looks so great. Now that I have it all... I wish I didn't."

"Right now, at this second in time, I cannot stand my children. I can't stand the very sight of them. What the hell kind of life is this?"

"I know from my own life is that I spend more time annoyed and angry with my kids than I am happy with them. It appears from the majority of the confessions, that most of you feel the same way. I try to convince myself it's "all worth it" for the occasional unprovoked hug or "I love you mommy", but is it really? I'm really starting to think that rationalizing motherhood in this way is just a form of denial."


Yeah and WHY do people wanna have kids again? Oh yeah, because they read this shit and delude themselves into thinking this could NEVER be them.

I am so glad not to be in this kind of denial.