Hi! I’m Ashle and I am visiting you from www.thepotterpackblog.com. I’ve gotten to know the lovely Kaitlyn through social media and I am thrilled to be sharing here on her awesome site today.
My momma heart often needs encouraged and that is what I want to do for you through this post. I want to encourage and lift you up. Mothering is hard and I know that first hand.
A few weeks ago, my oldest child turned 3. This was super emotional for me, because he is my only boy, my firstborn, and I just can’t believe how quickly the time is passing by. On his birthday I was thinking back on all that we have been through together and who I was 3 years ago compared to who I am today.
The day I brought my son home from the hospital I snapped a picture of him in his car seat that now makes me cringe. It was all wrong, but I was confident that I was doing it right. I was so confident that I was going to rock this momma thing. A few weeks later I was nursing him and dropped my phone right on his face. Slowly, over time, as I continued to mess up, that confidence that I had began to turn into total insecurity. I became increasingly aware of the responsibility that motherhood is and I became overwhelmed at the responsibility.
I’ve been a mother for the last 3 years and I have not been perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have lost my temper, making me the mom that I swore I wouldn’t be. I even ruined his 3rd birthday cake!
Is it just me, or am I the only one who dreamed of being a mom with rose colored glasses on? I swore I would be the “pinterest mom”. The mom with the perfect hair, homemade baby food, and perfectly clean home. I read so many books and articles that had me feeling so prepared for mothering that I held myself to an impossible standard.
I didn’t think really envision any of those bad moments that I would have. Moments like, just this morning when my son dumped the dog water on his sister’s head and I flew off the handle.
I don’t know if you’ve ever had any of those moments, but I want to encourage you with this simple rule:
Bad moments don’t make bad mommas.
I am human. I am wired to have bad moments and even bad days. This does not make me a bad mom. It doesn’t make you one either!
When I dropped my phone on my newborn baby’s precious face I cried, rocked and kissed him all over. I have loved this child unconditionally since that day that I mistakenly strapped him in his car seat and brought him home. I have sacrificed more than I could even begin to describe in just 3 short years for this child. I am a good mom. The fact that I have ever felt overwhelmed or insecure at my performance as a mother proves it.
It’s time that we stop comparing ourselves to who we thought we should be. It’s time to embrace the women that we are. It’s time to give ourselves grace.
You are everything that you need to be for your kids. Love them, feed them, clothe them, play with them and then give yourself a break!
Don’t let the bad moments define you. That’s all they are- just moments.
You are a good mom. Live in that confidence today.
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