Sometimes we are tough on ourselves or maybe not, I know I am. I always question if I’m a good mom, wife, friend, sister, colleague, and the list go on. We are all doing life and we’re not perfect, we’re going to make mistakes, but I realized that’s part of being human.
This past Sunday I woke up to a text from my son it read “Mom I just wanna say thank you because you have done so much for me and I just wanna say thank you. you help me with school you shape me to the person you want me to be and I just want to say thank you I love you mom.” Being a human, you never know how you are impacting someone, sometimes I struggle with parenting and a lot of other things but knowing that he thinks this makes me feel special. We often think we are doing everything wrong because we spend so much time trying to make things perfect. Being human is simply accepting your flawless self and figuring out how to make the best of what you have. I know I am not perfect, but I now know that even at my worst I still am loved. Sometimes we need to be told that we’re doing a great job because sometimes we don’t know.
Most people think I always have it together because I keep going no matter what affects me.
I been told lately that I always look put together, and my husband think I am a goody two shoes. My husband thinks I do everything right but doesn’t realize that while I am being human, I think I am doing everything wrong. They say don’t compare yourself to others but deep down we often do this. I sometimes think I am not put together compares to other mothers because sometimes I don’t always get it right. I am not a robot. I must remind myself this because even robots make mistakes because they to were built by humans. I recently been reading this book called “On Being Human: A Memoir of Waking Up, Living Real, and Listening Hard a memoir by Jennifer Pastiloff it has taught me that we all make mistakes, our inner IA (inner A-hole) is the one making us feel bad for every choice me make.
Jennifer openness about her struggles will allow you to be vulnerable and admit that our lives are not always put together. I not always the perfect mom, wife, friend, sister, daughter, colleague, or whatever category anyone sees me as. I am human, I make mistake, I am imperfect. My imperfectness has made me who I am, and I will not never stop embracing that.
So today I want to remind you that you are doing a great job. Stop beating yourself up. If you are working on yourself than you are improving. Change your focus.
“I thought I had no idea what I was doing. Isn’t it astonishing how we trick ourselves into thinking we don’t know what we are doing when it’s actually right there inside of us?