listen here, girl.

yes you, the one that just got done reading four hundred blogs and spent four hours pursuing pinterest of crafty things and amazing photos of things you wish you thought of first and decor you can’t replicate, or for that matter, afford…

and now you have that feeling creepin in…

yes you, who just read some article about what you should never do as a parent and here you are adding “time to sit in my guilt” to your already ridiculous to do list today…

or you, who work all day, perhaps even from home, and you got so busy ignoring your children that you snapped at them…

cue the ultra mom guilt…

do you sometimes wish you were that chick? the one who has creativity coming out her pinky and still has time to look amazing and make amazing meals every night?

sure you do.
do you wish you spent more time being productive
than stewing over things like that?
probably.

i don’t think you suck.

in fact, i think you are great at what you do.
you work hard to be who you are and God knows it too.

in fact, He wants you to be happy, i know it.

and as cc had to tell me through my sudden blubbering tears one night
{after i had snapped at my toddler in stress},

“Your child is lucky to have you, and so am I.”

(he said to a frizzy-haired, frazzled mess of a mom feeling like a ball of uselessness, on a less-than-pinterest-worthy mothering day, and after a many day hiatus of no real dinner making.)

and i hadn’t even told him why i was crying yet….

he’s right.
i may get busy,
i may feel like i’m never going to be doing enough, but the truth is,
i’m here, and i am his mom.
i don’t suck.
i don’t suck one bit.

after i cried it out a bit i thought of a saying that i picked up at work a few years ago…

all you can do, is all you can do, 
and all you can do is enough.

damn straight it is.