I am nearly 9 months into being a mother and already have had countless moments of angst. Am I doing everything right? Is there such a thing as “right” in parenting?
The logical side of my mind knows that my little man is loved, fed, clothed, has a home that is warm when it should be and cooler when it needs to be. But when you hear lower percentile numbers at a doctor’s appointment, when he doesn’t roll over when he “should”, that first big fall happens and your heart not only sinks but breaks at the same time who else is there to blame but yourself, right?
Now this could easily be explained by genetics. I have the good Irish Catholic genes of guilt: if in doubt blame yourself is my basic mantra. The good and bad news is that I am not alone. It would seem that every mother I speak to is in the exact same boat. The really scary thing is that I don’t think that it ever ends! Mommy guilt stays with you for as long as you are a mother which is FOREVER!
An article I read recently tells the story of one mother’s struggles. One statement really hit home for me “Here’s what you need to know: You are already a good mother. You already are.” So every time I hear myself getting on the mommy guilt trip train I will remind myself that I already am a good mother. I already am.
Nobody can love my son more than I do and that’s a good starting point in parenthood.
And that’s a day in the life of a mom.