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Modern moms are overextended, exhausted, multi-tasked out and guilt- ridden. With all this juggling and struggling, inevitably a ball gets dropped every now and then. Misery loves company, share your best dropped ball stories. And don't miss Lizzie Bermudez's worst mom moment video interviews.

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My 3 year old and I were shopping at Wal-Mart and he found the perfect toy for me and him, no mess and endless entertainment. He was putting it in the cart and I started walking, the edge of the cart hit him in his eye. I gave my son his first black eye.


I go home at lunch to feed my seven month old. As soon as I picked him up he spit up all over my black shirt so I threw a fresh shirt in the dryer to de-wrinkle it. Well, feeding the boy took so long I didn't have time to eat anything myself and I forgot the shirt in the dryer.


oh...took off my eyes for five seconds, and the next thing, my secretary is tring to take off my daughter's fingers a motion I've just prepared. She scrathed it with a pen, where did she get it? it beats me.


An evening board meeting was just getting started when my cell phone rang, seeing it was my husband, I silenced it and turned the phone off. I was pissed he called at 6:05, knowing the meeting started at 6. He had to leave a message to tell me my 3 month old first-born son had fallen off the couch onto his head, which I didn't pick up until 2 hours later. (ps. In the end my son was fine.)


I had to take my 3 yr old to an important meeting so I set her up in the corner with a DVD and snacks. My business partner and I were presenting to a panel of older male executives. Just as we were about to close the deal my daughter shouts, "Mom, I've gotta go poo poo. Hurry, it's going to come out!"

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I got off work the other day, picked up the tots at daycare, got home, made them dinner, and as we settled down to read together in bed, I pulled out my ponytail holder. Then discovered a tiny sparkly butterfly clip in my hair - likely been there all day thanks to a certain almost-three year old! Nice look for a 38 year old!


I am on national radio, telling details for adult ears and six, loud, boys, one, my 10 year old son, ran into the house all wanting FOOD! That would be ME! I kept shooing them away. So I am making huge "be quite please" gestures. They LOVED seeing me freak out. I forgot to put a sign on the door that says "ON RADIO". I will let you know if that works!


Just coming back from maternity leave of my second son, I thought that I had it all together. Breakfast for the kiddies, ready for school made a lunch, kissed husband goodbye, drove off to work, arrived on time, didn't cry for the entire morning. Things were looking up. I was talking to someone about work related stuff when some food dropped out from inside of my shirt.I was storing some goldfish.


It's 6 am, I have a big presentation today, and have been awake since 4 am due to a crying kid - husband always sleeps through. Directly after work we have a potluck at the kids' new preschool, and I have nothing to take with us as our cookie baking attempt last night went miserably.


We had a BBQ event for our clients and their families, which included all employee families as well. My daughter is a ham and loves the spotlight. At one point, the band had the kids get up, introduce and say something about themselves. My 5 year old daughter gets up and says, "My breasts are bigger than my Mommy's because she nursed me and a pump". As least it was memorable.


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