“Thank you for making this dinner! But I think I like Dad’s spaghetti better.” It was so close to being a compliment, but I’ll take it. My five-year-old was right. I put forth a good effort, but his dad is the better cook. Mothering can feel like this at times. Like you are just close enough to getting it, only you just didn’t make the cut. You want to be the best. But these days you’ll just settle for someone noticing your effort. “Thanks for trying, but . . .”
Mother’s Day can feel like the day to celebrate the golden standard of mothering, leaving you to hope others don’t get close enough to see how insecure parenting really makes you feel. I get it. But I’m starting to think on days like Mother’s Day, or any day we feel inadequate, the last thing we should be doing is worrying over everything we’re not . . .
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