One day my daughter will not need me to fall asleep. She will be old enough to feel embarrassed about watching me pee. But not today.
The Look generally lasts only a few seconds at the most, but it carries with it decades, perhaps even generations, of memories and parental experiences.
I could feel it building over over the past week. The not listening. The blatant disrespect and bad decision making. And it was driving me crazy.
Being a good mother doesn’t mean you have to be perfect. It’s about having the willingness to try again when things get messy.
I’m starting to realize this: the less blame I pile on myself for things I can’t change, the more energy I can invest in my kids right now.
The problem with my “me time” coming in a bottle is that it eventually took much more than it gave.
Today I take away a new perspective on motherhood. I learned that the sometimes inconvenient moments can turn out to be the most magical memories of my life.
You do you, momvan. Maybe she used to be a strippervan.
What happens when you know you need support?
I had no idea so much freedom could be found in such a short phrase.