I haven’t posted in two weeks; sorry about that. I’ve been going back and forth with myself, trying to decide if I want to post this at all. However, I think it’s important to be honest with you guys. I think it’s even more important that I’m honest with myself, so here it goes. I’m not perfect. I’m not a perfect person, I’m not a perfect partner, I’m not a perfect mother and I’m okay with that.
So, to the moms who feel crappy because their kid’s lunch wasn’t Pinterest worthy, or because they missed a parent-teacher conference, trust me we’ve all been there. To the mom’s who are about week behind on laundry and had to send their kid to the sitter’s wearing a dirty shirt, don’t freak out cause I’ve been there too mama. To the mom’s who have ever felt like a crappy mom just because they’re stressed and need some space, know that you’re not alone.
I know this post was short, I know this probably wasn’t what most of you were expecting. So many people refuse to tell it like it is, especially when it comes to parenthood. It’s because people are afraid of what others will think. It’s because people are afraid of being thought of as a bad parent. Well, I’m over it. The truth is, being a parent can be the most incredible (and I mean truly incredible) experience, but sometimes it kinda sucks.
Like I said in the beginning, I’m here to be honest with you guys. I’m not aspiring to be the greatest at anything, I’m just doing the very best I can. It’s taken me a long time to get to this point in my life. I’m finally comfortable enough with myself to say, I’m the world’s “okayest” mom…and I’m fine with it.