Excellent. It feels like I wrote. I could write it. I live should haves and what ifs. It's maddening. I set out to be the best mother possible. I had 11 kids. People brag on me all the time, and I even have pretty great kids. Exceptional to some degree. And I still dislike who I am and what kind of mother I've been. Sigh. I think it's embedded in our personality types and that one day, we'll be able to let go of all the guilt and smile, and know we were great mamas. Like the song Monsters, where the son says, "No need to forgive, no need to forget, I know your mistakes and you know mine." Great story.