Damn this is a big blow to my EGO. It feels great to admit although tough to swallow the pill of vulnerability. You see for so long I found my mojo in everything I accomplished in my personal and professional lives. I was the queen of getting-it-done then found my world turned upside down once motherhood became my reality. Let’s get real here people.
Admittedly, I blamed being a mom for not being so productive. LOVE my kids more than life itself don’t get me wrong, yet motherhood took my identity I was attached to and turned it on its head. No career now what?! You can call it an identity crisis and now looking back I can’t imagine my life any other way.
When I began this journey I thought I would have everything figured out, dialed in domestically, but I realize now that is a big f-ing lie. The fact that I feel empowered as a mother to talk openly about our stereotypical expectations is evolution. Self-care as one of my top priorities is progress. Engaging with positive, thoughtful, loving parents day in/day out is paramount to me and my family’s well being. Living with INTENTION a must.
Yet, I struggle even when I put forth so much effort because I want the best for my family as we all do. Knowing my limits I’ve got work to do. I still sacrifice myself to take care of everyone else. Often I need to LET GO. Not everything will be perfect, not everything will be complete. Sometimes I need to simply remind myself I do a good job. It might not always be great, but good is good enough.