Kate Hudson is just like you. Well, OK, she's not. But the actress's essay in InStyle will have you nodding and wishing she was your new bestie.
In “Sometimes I Feel Like a Bad Mom,” Hudson fesses up to the modern mom dichotomy or the mom split personality:
"Some days I feel like I should win best mom of the day award, and some days I find myself doing strange things that don't have any real purpose, in faraway corners in my house, and I realize I am literally and deliberately hiding from my children,'' wrote Hudson.
Juggling work and child rearing is no easy feat, even if you're an A-list celebrity or - as Hudson humbly refers to herself - a “working single mother of two.”
And while it's tots cute to see the likes of Drew Barrymore inking her kids names on her arm or doing yoga with her daughter, what we really can't get enough of is celeb moms admitting they are less than stellar at times.
We love nothing better than confessions like Hudson's that she'd much prefer sneaking off to watch The Bachelor than pour over math homework with her two boys, Robinson, 12, and Bingham Bellamy, 4.
Why does the reveal come as a surprise? I'm not entirely sure.
I suspect we still cling to this notion that cool beautiful famous women like Kate Hudson are somehow more 'together' than the rest of us. So it's a great relief to find that the pressures of motherhood are universal; they don't miraculously bypass those blessed with an L.A. zip code.
Having said that, I wouldn't revel too much in Kate's so-called mommy imperfections. I fear at times we swing too far in the other direction - namely, celebrating shitty parenting. We all have bad moments, sure. But those moments aren't something to be venerated or held up for all to see.
I try to be candid about my challenges as a mom (and believe me, that list is long). Still, I'm not proud of those fails. Every day I strive every day to be a better person and a better parent. I strive to raise, not lower, the parenting bar.
But when shit happens - and it does - I try to laugh about it. I forgive myself, and move on. And I guess that's what matters.
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