Sometimes I wonder if I am doing a good enough job for them. I don’t always feed them the right food, and I get impatient at times. I cry more than they think. I get upset and yell.
Sometimes I don’t feel adequate enough to be their mom. I feel like I fall short more often than not. Maybe I don’t sit and do homework or read with them enough. Maybe I don’t play enough.
I am not as present as I would like to be. I wonder if I am being as emotionally available to them as I should be. I wonder if I am teaching them to be kind and courageous. There are times I wonder if I am doing it all wrong. I am pulled in a million directions and want to run away and hide sometimes.
But here’s one thing I do know: I love them and I love them hard. With all my heart. That is the real reason why I care so much about falling short. Here’s another thing I know: I am doing my absolute best.
I think it’s okay for them to see me fall short sometimes. To get upset and apologize. To hurt and heal. To feel grief and to get back up. To dance, be silly, and blow off the to-do list. And to go for my dreams.
But most of all I want them to see and feel my genuine love and support for them. I want them to know they will always have a place to call home, and that I am a safe place for them to be authentically who they are. That is really all they want.
They want you as their mom. They want you to be happy and smile more. They want to see you succeed, and they want to give hugs when you’re not feeling too well.
Motherhood is a wild, crazy, beautiful ride, and I’m here for it all. Forever their mom . . . even in moments I may fall short.
by Katie Faris 
by Jennifer Thompson 
