Do you ever feel like you are being watched? Now, I don’t mean in the creepy, stalkerish way. Instead, I guess I mean… observed.
As a mom, it’s easy to feel like every thing I do, the moment I step in to a public place with my children, is being taken in and even scrutinized. I know this to be true partly by the looks and stares I see people throw our way, sometimes not so inconspicuously. Perhaps I am overly sensitive to this fact.
Or, perhaps not.



