Perfectionist meets Motherhood.

I expected to be
the perfect mom
every. day.

To have lots of energy
and patience
and plan rich learning activities
for them every. day.

In return,
they would be well behaved
and listen to what I said.
Their actions would be rational
and predictable.
(I hope you’re laughing here.)
I was a teacher for how many years!?!
Kids are human.

I just didn’t expect
that this meeting of
Perfectionist
and Mom
would unravel me
like it has.

Exposing
insecurities
and worries.

Evoking such guilt
and shame.

Every day feels like
a personal challenge.

But the two
were meant to meet.