The Good Mom
We had a day yesterday. It was challenging. I lost my patience. I cried. You cried. I couldn't wait for bedtime. I needed a break. I thought about how sometimes this parenting thing is hard. Really hard. And maybe I'm not cut out for it. Maybe you deserve more than me because sometimes I just don't know what to do or say. Sometimes I do it all wrong.
I felt like a failure. A huge mom failure.
And the next morning, you came downstairs for breakfast and we started over. And this time it wasn't a bad day. This time I did the right things. This time I didn't lose my patience, and no one cried. I kissed you more and watched you play. I thought, "Maybe I'm not so bad at this. Maybe I am a good mom. Maybe I've got this."