Some days, I feel like the worst mom in the world.
Some days, I feel like I don’t do enough for my kids.
Some days, I beat myself up. Do I read enough books to them, do I play enough with them, do we spend enough one on one time together, do I listen enough when they are talking to me.
Some days, I feel guilty because I just want to be left alone.
Some days, I let them over indulge in their devices with screen time because it makes my afternoon a little easier.
Some days, we don’t all sit down to dinner at the same time.
Some days, I let the not the best times outweigh the good.
Some days, I don’t give myself enough credit for how awesome of a mom I am.
Some days, I forget it’s ok to slack and give yourself a break.
Then, when I tuck my little ones down at night, and they wrap their arms around me and tell me how much they love me, I am reminded that I am exactly what they need.