“Even if I’m setting myself up for failure,
I think it’s worth trying to be a mother who delights in who her children are,
in their knock-knock jokes and earnest questions.
A mother who spends less time obsessing about what will happen,
or what has happened,
and more time reveling in what is.
A mother who doesn’t fret over failings and slights,
who realizes her worries and anxieties are just thoughts,
the continuous chattering and judgement of a too busy mind.
A mother who doesn’t worry so much about being bad or good
but just recognizes that she’s both, and neither.
A mother who does her best,
and for whom that is good enough,
in the end,
her best turns out to be,
not bad. ”