You never know when it will hit.
Where you might be.
But it’s always unexpected.
You see, as moms, we worry.
Are we doing the best thing for our children? Are we teaching them the right way? Are we too hard on our kids? Should we discipline them more?
It’s a constant worry. Add working full time to that mix, and you’ve got a whole nother load of Mommy Guilt coming your way.
Who’s picking them up? Am I missing something major? Am I doing enough with them? Am I doing enough for my own sanity?
With all that worry about raising my girls to be the best they can, I tend to be a little on the vulnerable side.
I try to set aside some time for me and some time for my husband, and then rest is for the girls.
And when I am judged by what I do, it HURTS.
Add in being judged by a loved one, well… that just stepped it up a notch.
To have that person criticize the way you have chosen to bring up your kids, will cut you to the core in a way that no woman should ever know.
As if we aren’t hard enough on ourselves, we have to worry about the judgement from others.
Shouldn’t we be free from the judgement of our family and close friends?!
Is it a crime for me to want to set a good example for my children to live a healthy lifestyle by working out and eating right? What about setting goals and reaching them? Or them watching you cross the finish line of a race that you have spent the past 3 months training for? I want my girls to know that you can do anything that you set your mind to and what better way than to show them?
Can we stop the judgement? Can we put away the need to put others down for not doing things the way we would do them?
It’s time, ladies.