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I’ve tried to be the crafty mom, but I don’t have the patience. 

I’ve tried to be the mom who bakes with her kids, but that makes my anxiety skyrocket. 

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I’ve tried to be the mom who home cooks every meal, but I don’t have the time. Plus I really hate doing it and much prefer takeout. 

I’ve tried to be the mom who keeps a spotless house, but that ship has sailed. 

I’ve tried to be the mom who never yells at her kids, but I fail almost daily

I’ve tried to be the carefree mom, but my type-A personality needs a little structure. 

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I’ve tried to be the mom who doesn’t worry or let things get to her, but I’m not sure I have that ability. 

I’ve tried to be the mom I see everyone else be, but I fail every time. 

Today I’m going to give up trying to be someone I’m not.

I’m going to try to be the mom I already am. 

Originally published on the author’s Facebook page

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Jordan Morgan

Wife & mama just winging this whole thing one day at a time. I have a love for words, travel, the South, family, Jesus, yoga, and a relaxing swing on the front porch. I try to find humor in all things and keep motherhood real – the good and the bad. My goal is to help women on the motherhood journey feel less alone. You can find me over on my blog at www.jordanmorgan.com on Facebook @jordanmorganwriter or on instagram @mamayogatn

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