I am an Imperfectly Perfect Mom
There are so many cards stacked against a mom every day. We spend our nights glancing through Pinterest to pin a million things we could never successfully do, even IF we had the time to do it (which we don’t). We constantly compare our kids to every child we meet – And most of the time, ours don’t stack up. If we are working moms, we long to be stay-at-home-moms with “more time on our hands” and MORE TIME WITH OUR KIDS. If we stay at home with our kids, we live in constant fear of criticism of our working counterparts, and wondering if we are missing something by not engaging in our career fields. And when we’re not in fear, we are envious of the moms that get “time to themselves” away from the trenches of mommyland and able to engage in adult conversation.
I am flawed. I am full of the fear that I’m not doing good enough. I am aware that I am doing the best that I can. I am present when I can be, but actively participating in zoning out from my children when it is mentally necessary for my health (or, if I’m honest, because sometimes FB stalking and Pinterest browsing is mind-numbingly therapeutic. I feel constantly judged by every parenting choice I make – By my peers, by my husband, by our pediatrician, by the lead pediatric nurse at our local ER who considers me a high maintenance over-worrier with an extreme likeness for hospital beds.
I am an imperfectly perfect mom. I make hundreds of mistakes for every ONE thing I get right. I am learning and evolving and changing each day…. And that’s good enough for me!