34, drinks cocktails whilst making tea often. Winning at parenting/mumming/life in general.
It's all such bollocks, all this competitive motherhood nonsense. So long as they're loved, fed and educated (none of which needs to be in comparison to anyone else's ideals) what difference is there? We muddle along and crack on with stuff and sometimes forget their PE kits and nobody dies from wearing school shorts.
My SIL was a bit like this when hers were younger. And she was miserable as fuck. Not saying the two go hand-in-hand but I'm a lazy arse and happy as larry, so the common denominator is that spending your life being super mum comes at the expense of your joy and will to live. Pack it in and drink a glass of wine at 6pm like a normal human being.