The Perfect Mother

It is the end of the school year and almost time for my personal favorite season, Summer. Before we can get into relaxing days at the pool and time to sleep in with little to no schedule, we must experience plays, programs, graduations and other events that our children and grandchildren will be involved in.

Our youngest child will be graduating from high school in a few short weeks. We are excited to get to assemble for this event especially as we start to emerge from over a year of chaos with the virus. As our three have grown up, I have often joked about how Mother of the Year is a mythical goal that hangs in the balance. One day you find the toy your child wants for Christmas when there were seemingly none anywhere and you are Mother of the Year. That same day, you get so mad at your child and say something you regret and you are out of the running for Mother of the Year. You were JUST crowned this morning for locating the toy and now you are stripped of your crown. Motherhood is just like that. Ups and downs, crowns to none in a single hour sometimes. I believe that every mother feels like they are getting it all wrong and question if they are doing enough on a daily basis. It is a lot of responsibility to grow a human. Moms, I have a little secret to share with you today.

There are no perfect moms out there. We are all just varying degrees of imperfect. BUT- you are perfect for your kids. Moms are so special. Remarkable. Extraordinary. The picture I posted with this blog was taken by the photographer for Austin Peay State University. It is of my oldest daughter and I think it is a stunning photo. What you don’t know about that photo is that she was looking for me in a sea of people and she spotted me. Her eyes fixated on me and the photographer snapped this not knowing what she was looking at. It became a photo used in advertising for the university because of its magnificence. You see, my daughter wasn’t scanning the crowd looking for the perfect mother, she was looking for HER mother who is perfect for her.

As we wade through this season of events, may we remember as we sit in the stands and hope we did enough, that we are not perfect moms but we are perfect for our children. In their eyes, we are made perfect.

Best Days are Made,
Jennifer