Am I a good enough mother?
There it is.
Six little words that we all ask ourselves nearly every day—sometimes multiple times a day while crying in the bathroom and stuffing our faces with the hidden candy bars.
Even the most confident moms can feel broken by motherhood sometimes. I don’t know about you, but as my kids have gotten older and I’m spread even thinner, I’ve been feeling that way a lot more.
That’s why, when my friend Vera Gibbons of NonPolitical News asked me to write a very honest guest post for her this Mother’s Day, I knew exactly what it would be about. Because I’ve been struggling lately, and I know I’m not alone.
We all try so hard, day in and day out, and there’s no real way to measure our success as moms. Oh, sure, we can look at our kids and see that they’re fed and clothed and still alive, and yes, that’s something. They’re also happy…or so we hope.
We hope that our parenting choices aren’t accidentally screwing them up for life. We hope that they know how much we love them. We hope that we’re able to provide for them. We hope that we aren’t yelling too much. We hope that we’re making their childhoods magical and don’t appear as exhausted and spread thin as we really are.
It’s a lot of worry, and it’s certainly not helping us. And when we really consider that question about whether we’re good enough mothers, when we’ve slept and we’ve had a moment to ourselves without a child literally crawling on our heads, I think we know the answer to it.
I think I do, anyway. And that’s what this post is about. Click here to read it on NonPolitical News.
Happy Mother’s Day, everyone!