Jackie's Mom•Logic: How I went from good Mom to bad Mom in 10 seconds.

After a bad night's sleep--due to a 2-year-old who thought 3 a.m. to 5 a.m. was the perfect time to play, and a 3-year-old who wanted to see the sun come up--I was pretty satisfied that I was able to get the kids out of bed, fed, bathed, dressed and to school on time. Not bad, right?

You'd think I would've noticed the double-takes I got from other Moms as I marched my kids down the hall to their classrooms. Nope. It took the 2-year-old's teacher saying, "Where are his pajamas?" for it to hit me.

Crap--Pajama Day!

My kids were the only ones in their cute jeans and
not-matching-but-color-coordinated sweaters. The rest of the kids
danced around in sleepwear ranging from princesses to Diego to
dinosaurs. I was mortified.

My 2-year-old didn't even notice. I could've totally blamed him saying, "He didn't want to wear pajamas." But I was so caught off-guard, I just stood there with the look of horror on my face. Fortunately, my 3-year-old wasn't interested either in wearing "nighttime clothes." When I said I would go home and get his PJs, he said "I an NOT wearing PJs." Phew, I was kind of off the hook.

But instead of feeling relief, I walked to the car, buried my face in the steering wheel--and cried."