Just last week, I was in a conversation with a friend when she took a deep breath, sighed, and said…
“You’re the best Mom.”
I immediately felt my heart leap into my throat.
The best Mom? What the whaaaaa???
It’s funny. You do a few crafts with your kids and write about them, and suddenly you are Supermom.
Don’t get me wrong. I felt flattered.
But I got all sorts of twitchy at the mere sound of those words.
The hardest part was how to respond. Because what I really wanted to say, was that I just snapped at my kids two minutes ago. And I don’t mean the “hurry up we’re going to be late” kind of snap. I mean the “if you whine one more time, I might make a scene right here in this grocery store” kind.
See that picture above? I took it just seconds before I lost my cool when the boys wouldn’t take a good picture. On MOTHER’S DAY, no less.
I spend too much time on my phone.
I am THE WORST at dealing with my three-year-old’s incessant question asking. (Why Mom? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? You think I am kidding.)
And get this… I have days when I wonder if I was even built to be a Mom. Maybe I just went and made that decision one day, before I really knew if I could “handle it.”
I guess my point is this: I’m not so sure there is such a thing as “the best Mom.” And if there is…
I think the best Mom is the Mom who shows up. And tries. Who is real. And has flaws. And shows those flaws, unapologetically. But also apologizes when she should…
Who teaches her children that it’s okay to mess up, because nobody is perfect. And that we all doubt our abilities sometimes, but it’s still important to believe in ourselves.
I think the best Mom is easily frazzled, because she’s giving so much of herself to her children.
And I think the best Mom is the Mom who loves her children, the best way she knows how.
Guess what. The picture above? On Mother’s Day? It’s one of my all-time favorites. Because it’s REAL.
It’s so easy to watch other Moms and think…they are SO much better at this than I am. But that’s where we’re wrong. Because no one can Mother our children better than we can.
God created them for us and us for them. End of story.
So let’s level the playing field, shall we? Let’s lower our expectations of ourselves—and while we’re at it, of the others around us. Because deep down we’re all the same. Whether we do creative projects, lose our cool, work, or stay at home.
We’re all just trying our best, day in and day out. And you know what that makes us?
The best Mom.
Alli Aars (You have your blog, we have Aars)
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