I may not be a perfect Mom but I’m totally real.
Besides which, perfection is overrated.
Yet I still struggle with this alot.
Burdened by the guilt that I’ve let them down.
Taken away a piece of their childhood.
A part of their innocence.
They see me at my worst.
Vulnerable. Defeated. Broken.
My kids don’t have a perfect Mom, no matter how hard I try.
And I do try.
They just have me.
Their loudest cheerleader.
Their strongest advocate.
Their biggest ally.
Kids don’t need a perfect Mom though.
They just need a real one.
Yet knowing this, I’m still left burdened by the guilt that I’ve let them down.
Taken away a piece of their childhood.
A part of their innocence.
But making real memories.
Lasting memories.
Celebrated memories.
It’s the real moments.
The lasting moments.
The celebrated moments.
It’s those moments, by far, that are the most perfectly imperfect Mom moments of all.
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