I have tried to write a blog post for the last week and came up short. I keep feeling like an imposter. I say I blog to help moms find balance, and right now, I am as unbalanced as they get! So this post is going to be a little off the beaten path because I have something to get off my chest.
I blog about parenting, but I’m not winning any parenting awards.
As I write this, my son is sitting on the couch with ringworm on his face eating Ritz Bitz for breakfast. I really can’t tell you the last time he showered. Maybe Thursday night. (It’s Sunday.)
He asked me if I’d make him something to eat, and quite frankly I said: “Go find something yourself.” I didn’t make him pancakes in the shape of hearts or dinosaurs. Heck, I didn’t even make him instant oatmeal. I’m pretty sure those Ritz Bitz are stale if you want to be honest.
The ringworm came from babysitting a super cute kitten two weekends ago. Yeah, he cuddled it and rubbed it all over his face the whole weekend. And now, here we sit, with ringworm.
It’s been a rough month.
The work stress has been unbelievable. As much as I’d like to think I don’t bring it home, I do. I try really hard not to, but sometimes, it happens.
I managed to get sick this month and stay sick for over two weeks. I’m still trying to catch up on laundry. You can not see the floor of my laundry room right now. I sorted all the clothes but didn’t really follow through.
There has been no working out for two weeks due to being sick, so any stress relief I usually have has been out of the picture.
So, no. I’m not winning any parenting awards.
Or housekeeping awards.
No employee of the month.
To be quite honest, I’m living minute to minute. Staying afloat.
And that’s ok. It is.
And I’m admitting it to you because I want you to know that you don’t have to be perfect. You don’t have to win parenting awards.
You don’t have to be a Pinterest mom.
Don’t worry about trying to be your mom. Or someone else’s mom, for that matter. Just be the kind of mom you are. It’s an individual thing. It will ebb and flow. You are going to have your good days and your bad days.
You might be the perfect mom sometimes. Last year, I took homemade chocolate sugar cookies with beautiful royal icing that I made to my sons Valentines Day party. It was pretty impressive. I even kind of hated myself for how perfect it all came out.
That’s why I have to admit to you that I’m not winning any of these parenting awards. I don’t want you to get disillusioned when I get it together for that one moment out of the month. Or maybe the year.
I don’t want you to see my Instagram post where my son is smiling ear to ear while holding his A+ perfect paper with my beautifully clean kitchen in the background and feel like you have failed. I probably didn’t post the B-, and I’m sure not posting his picture with ringworm all over his forehead. Oh, and likely I pushed all the crap on the counter just out of the picture frame. I don’t want you to think I’m perfect.
We all need to start being honest about parenting. We aren’t winning awards every day. Sometimes not even all month. Parenting can be messy. We owe it to each other to admit we aren’t perfect moms, and it’s ok. They’ll be fine.
When we quit beating ourselves up for not being perfect parents, we can start enjoying being a parent. I know I blog about helping moms find balance. But, finding balance includes not striving for perfection. There are gonna be some messy moments, but you might find those are the memorable ones.