Sister. I am calling it.
Enough.
The guilt. The pressure. The unrealistic expectations. The negative talk. It has to stop. WE have to stop. We are killing our own joy. We are drowning in failure.
How many times have you lain awake at night going through the to-do list of tomorrow while thinking about everything you didn’t accomplish today?
All of the “should haves” replaying in your mind.
Your heart starts to race. The overwhelming feeling starts creeping in and the stress starts seeping out. You start prioritizing in your head what can fall off your plate for the day and what can’t. There just aren’t enough hours in the day, you tell yourself. When am I going to get it together?
I know this type of self-talk because I have been there more days than I care to admit.
But, how are we supposed to move forward? How are we ever going to get ahead when we are stuck in the guilt of yesterday?
Hear me. We have to stop measuring our worth based on the number of check marks on our to-do list and the size of our waistline.
So what? There are dishes in the sink, laundry piled high and chaos to boot. Who told you that if your house isn’t pristine you are failing? Or that if you lose every sense of the word “patience” on any given day, you’re not a good mama?
Whose expectations are those? Yours or societies?
