What makes a good mom? Hell, I don’t know. I try my best to achieve this status, but I still struggle to actually define it.
We all have our moments. Those moments where we think we are the worst mothers on the planet. I have a large allowance of these.
A few days ago, I took my daughter to daycare early, in sweatpants and without a shower. I did this so that I could return home to take a shower and get ready for the day in peace. #badmommoment
Yesterday, my daughter was super fussy because she wanted a popsicle. I didn’t have any breastmilk popsicles made. I gave her some frozen fruit. The acidity in fruit gives her terrible diaper rash. #badmommoment
When my daughter was a few months old, I remember a period of time where we she wouldn’t stop crying. Nothing would console her. I think this was a transitional time for her, and she fought sleep with all she had. I remember putting her in her crib, closing the door, and walking away (with the video monitor of course). I let her cry for a while. I also cried in the next room. I’ve never felt like a bigger piece of shit in my life. #badmommoment
A couple weeks ago, my daughter was standing and jumping on the couch. She wouldn’t listen to me when I told her “no” or “sit down.” She ended up falling off the couch. #badmommoment
All these little moments pile on me like a tractor weight. They make me feel like an awful mother, but I’m not. I’m far from it actually.
I have to force myself to take a step back and relax. Everyone has bad mom moments. Everyone. We need to be a little easier on ourselves.
At the end of the day, as long as we love our babies and do the best we can, we are doing a great job!
