Are you asking me?

So walking out of daycare today we were stopped by another Mom. She has a daughter in Mr. Mohawk's class and a newborn.

"Do you know if this is normal?" she asked as she held her daughters arms out and pointed to a red spot between 2 band aids.

Several things went through my head: Normal? How the F would I know what's normal?!? I live in flippin chaos

Oh wait she's talking about the marks. She thinks I'm really the Mom of 4 kids. I come across as experienced! Yeah! Focus, focus.

They look like shots. Think, think what did that sheet say when you took Gabby- oh yeah

"I think there could be redness. It's not swollen and isn't painful or itchy. I would put some ice on it and check it in the morning. Also if you think the redness is getting bigger you can mark where it is and check it before bed. If its still there tomorrow then I'd call the pediatrician."

Relief crossed her face. "Thank you so much I just wasn't sure."

I feel so inadequate and inexperienced most of the time that I forget that that may not be how OTHERS see me. I can't recall if this woman knows about our foster family status but today it didn't matter, I was just a Mom. She has no idea what a boost her question gave me. I feel like such a wanna be at times in real life. I don't get to wear my blogger badge of trauma land around town. People I see daily don't get a glimpse into my head and heart like those of you. And honestly I'm so guarded all the time I've stopped being surprised by others.

I'm looking forward to next week when I get to start school with all the other kindergarten Moms and move up the ranks like most people experience it.