Every mommy has advice to give. We all give it freely and some of it is really not helpful and actually kind of dumb.
Being a mommy is hard. Hard. hard. hard.
I felt like I deserved a medal for not losing it on my tantrumming kid this afternoon. Then I felt like a total shmuck for thinking I should get a stupid medal when I left for knitting night and she said, "Love you, mommy."
Everything is a stage.
We're all making it up as we go along.
We're all just doing the best we can with what we've got.
That's got to be enough.