The other day an old friend of mine who is also a BRAND NEW mom posted something on Facebook about observing other mothers and wondering if she would ever be a good mommy with fun crafts and projects. Reading that reminded me of the way I felt when my girls were younger.
I used to have that kind of motherhood guilt. I knew moms who regularly did crafts with their toddlers, one who tutored hers on numbers and letters, one who was her child’s favorite plaything, and others who had their little ones involved in all sorts of activities. Since I have a more hands off approach (meaning I lose my patience or get bored with crafts, tutoring, and playing), I was constantly feeling inferior to these supermoms that seemed to surround me. Almost daily I fought against that inner voice that nagged about all the stuff I should be doing.
Through all of that what I was doing was keeping a balance between my needs as a person and my children’s needs from me as a mother. I spent time with my girls loving them in the ways that came easiest for me. And I also picked up hobbies of my own. I started writing, reading a lot, and creating art. At times I wondered if doing those things was selfish, but I was always reminded that the girls were watching me and learning from me how to not only nurture their loved ones but how to nurture themselves.
Now that my girls are school aged, I am in a constant state of gratitude for our family experience. I love being here for them sooo much. I love taking care of them, fixing their meals, washing their clothes, waking them up in the mornings, and volunteering in their classrooms. I do those things without blinking because it is who I am and what I was meant to do. I’ve never done a craft with them and could do without building Lego houses with them, but I love being present as they do those things. I love helping with homework and reading bedtime stories. I love traveling and going to restaurants with my girls. I also love seeing them take care of one another and be the best friends that they are.
I believe as parents our role is to allow our children to become who they are meant to. The most important thing is to love them and be present for them whenever possible. They may not remember that you baked cookies or did crafts with them, but they will remember that you loved them. So if you’re even thinking of putting on that coat of guilt…DON’T! Love your children the way only you can and they will know they have the best mommy in the world!
