#mommyfail I feel this hash tag could sum up my feelings at least once a day... especially now with two.
Everytime my son falls down or bumps into something I feel the size of an ant. Isn't my job to protect my children, make sure they never get hurt or ever feel sad? If I was doing my job as a mom they would never get hurt or know pain or be upset. Since I don't own two bubbles to keep them in I've had to lower my expectations.
Anyone who has boys know the rough and tumble life that has become my norm. My toddler has developed this habit of yelling out "I'm ok" after he tumbles to the ground.
Recently, a series of events unfolded in my house that culminated in my toddler needing ice and my infant being carried across the room by the same toddler. As any mom would; I felt like a failure. I called my husband and told him about my failure and about my concerns, and looked to him for encouragement that I could continue through the day. That evening still wrought with guilt I said to my toddler as I put him to bed I love you and tomorrow mommy will do better. He turned to me and gave me a big hug and said I love you too for the first time. After the happy tears streamed down my face I had a realization. No matter how many times I "fail" I'm still mommy. That doesn't matter to my boys... all that matters to them is mommy being there.
That was the moment when I chose to focus on my #mommywin instead of #mommyfail. Every little victory is worth celebrating. I made a choice to stop letting myself feel guilty and embrace what I do well or my small accomplishments. Being a mommy is hard work, there is no manual, no days off and alot of overtime but it's also the most rewarding job I have ever had. I would encourage all mommies to focus on their #mommywin instead of the #mommyfail and get the sense of satisfaction I have been able to find.
Everytime my son falls down or bumps into something I feel the size of an ant. Isn't my job to protect my children, make sure they never get hurt or ever feel sad? If I was doing my job as a mom they would never get hurt or know pain or be upset. Since I don't own two bubbles to keep them in I've had to lower my expectations.
Anyone who has boys know the rough and tumble life that has become my norm. My toddler has developed this habit of yelling out "I'm ok" after he tumbles to the ground.
Recently, a series of events unfolded in my house that culminated in my toddler needing ice and my infant being carried across the room by the same toddler. As any mom would; I felt like a failure. I called my husband and told him about my failure and about my concerns, and looked to him for encouragement that I could continue through the day. That evening still wrought with guilt I said to my toddler as I put him to bed I love you and tomorrow mommy will do better. He turned to me and gave me a big hug and said I love you too for the first time. After the happy tears streamed down my face I had a realization. No matter how many times I "fail" I'm still mommy. That doesn't matter to my boys... all that matters to them is mommy being there.
That was the moment when I chose to focus on my #mommywin instead of #mommyfail. Every little victory is worth celebrating. I made a choice to stop letting myself feel guilty and embrace what I do well or my small accomplishments. Being a mommy is hard work, there is no manual, no days off and alot of overtime but it's also the most rewarding job I have ever had. I would encourage all mommies to focus on their #mommywin instead of the #mommyfail and get the sense of satisfaction I have been able to find.
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