There's another mum that I see every day at the school gates who always looks perfect, hair impeccable, make up flawless, always laughing and joking. And every day I see her I feel a bit more shit about myself.
I have spoken to her once or twice and she seems like a regular human being but I seem to have put her on a pedestal in my mind. She has now become The Super Mum. She has her own business and always looks great. I waddle along to the school gates looking like I've just climbed out of a bag for life.
Have let my grey hairs come through over lockdown (so much fuss and upkeep dyeing it!) and look frumpy in my glasses. She, obviously, suits glasses perfectly and has swishy, swishy shiny, shiny hair.
AIBU to hate myself around her?!