I’ve had moments in the last week when I’ve felt like the WORST mom in the world.
I’ve over-scheduled our day.
I’m exhausted.
The boys are a wreck.
I can’t keep up with the housework.
I’m behind on emails.
As I look around me, I feel like a failure.
I’m a mess and I’m on the verge of losing it.
I’ve had moments in the past week when I’ve felt like the BEST mom in the world.
The dishes are all washed and the counters are clear.
The boys lunches are packed for tomorrow.
We stopped to get frozen yogurt on the way home {fun mom!}
The kids are involved in their own activities.
I’m caught up {mostly} on emails.
Everyone is content.
I have a little space to breathe.
And I even made dinner!
Looking at this objectively, it’s impossible to be the best mom and the worst mom within a span of seven days. I’m reminding myself it’s not all or nothing.
I’m not the best mom, I’m not the worst mom.
I’m just a mom.
I love my kids.
I work hard.
Sometimes, I try to do too much.
I’m imperfect.
I’m allowed to be imperfect.
I’m covered in grace.
Being a good mom isn’t a pass/fail test. (Thank goodness!) It’s a series of moments, made up of the mundane stuff of life with some silliness and crazy mixed in. It’s real. It’s hard. It’s beautiful. I don’t have it figured out and that’s okay.
I hope that over the days and weeks and years, through the good and bad, the ups and downs, my boys grow into strong men who are willing to let life be imperfect, who forgive easily, and who love with their whole hearts. I hope by watching me, they learn to let things be flawed. I hope they let themselves be imperfect.
I truly believe God can make beautiful things out of the broken, messed up stuff of life.
He is changing me and molding me.
When I’m weak, I’m aware of my need for Him.
In my weakness, His strength shines through.
Maybe it’s the imperfect-ness of today that makes tomorrow even sweeter.
“But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” {2 Corinthians 12:9-11}
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