Bad Mothers Need Juice, Too

Oh, hey, hi!

I’m Catherine. I’m kinda known as a bad mother, probably because I call myself that at my blogs, Her Bad Mother and Their Bad Mother. It’s mostly tongue-in-cheek, but also a little bit not, because I am totally the kind of mom who struggles with little things like, say, cooking. I am not the mom who harvested her own heirloom apple trees and boiled the fruit down to make organic compote. I am not the mom who will ever bake fruit pies from scratch. And never, ever ask whether I squeeze fresh juice for my kids. I’m just not that mom.

I’m the mom who needs all the help she can get in pretty much every department of parenthood other than the ‘Let’s Have Some Fun’ and Hugs & Laughs departments (I have those covered) and I’m going to be writing here about my efforts to at least fake being an Apple Pie Mom. And I may or may not checking up on more famous Apple Pie Moms (because, seriously, do any of us really believe that Gwyneth purees her own organic fruit sauces? And if she really does, can we not just pretend that maybe she doesn’t?) You know, for fun.

Hopefully I won’t get applesauce on my face in the process (*insert-pie-tossing-joke-here*), but if I do, at least it’ll be funny. For you, anyway.

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