I had a whole list of “I would’s” before I became a mama.
I would never lose my temper.
I would be organized.
I would meal plan.
I would limit screen time.
I would do weekly crafts.
I would wake up early and work out before everyone woke up.
I would juggle my work, passions, and motherhood and of course — nail it.
And then life happened. Quite frankly, motherhood happened.
It broke me. It stripped down my constant strive for perfection and made me realize that I am anything but, perfect.
Motherhood is humbling like that. But, it also taught me something.
It taught me that perfection is not only unattainable, it’s boring.
It’s stressful.
It eats away at you little by little.
It makes you feel inadequate and unworthy.
It brings upon comparison and guilt.
Guilt for not being a good enough mama, wife, partner, friend, sister, and daughter — you name it.
Dishes overflowing in the sink, yet again.
Guilt.
Laundry piles so high it will take you a week to get through it all.
Guilt.
Late to your daughter’s dance recital because you got stuck in traffic.
Guilt.
Missing work because of a sick kiddo at home.
Guilt.
Baby won’t sleep through the night? Must be you, mama.
Guilt.
Haven’t had a date night with the hubby in months.
Guilt.
But mama, you only get one time around at this. You only get one chance to make this life everything you want it to be. You have to stop getting stuck behind the guilt that goes along with perfection. Because YOU are in control. Even in the moments when you feel anything but.
And can I be honest with you for a second?
