Most days I feel like I’m a pretty good mom. There are days where I want to make pancakes from scratch and have cookies with breakfast. I want to make great memories with my kids since we are not a two-parent home. Then there are days I just want to tell my kids if they can’t make it themselves, then they just don’t eat it. I’m not always in the mood to make cookies at their beck and call. So that leaves me wondering on those days, am I a bad mom?