Confession time. I don’t think greatness should be the standard when it comes to mothering. On the contrary. I think it is okay to be a good enough mother. Good enough mothers should at the very least get an “E” for effort. We do put forth our best, never mind how erratic that might look on any given day.
And what are some characteristics of a good-enough mama?
For starters. I use nearly-rotten bananas in smoothies and quickly hide the skins in the compost container. Just so the kids don’t see what grossness they are actually drinking. And when playing hide and seek, I will use the time I count slowly to twenty, as well as the time I painstakingly pretend to look for the kidlets, to do various household chores and other odds and ends.
Or I will merely use that precious time to breathe steady and remember that bedtime is almost here.
Yes, I do skip pages when reading at bedtime. That tactic is on its last legs as Littlest One is herself now reading. It was such a lovely trick. And sometimes I forget to pick my children up from their after-school activities. Oh! And I have left a child behind. But only occasionally. Unfortunately, this also indicates that I am absent-minded.
Yes. I have been known to stealthily finish piano homework with my children while the lesson is in progress. Just so we can get the sticker and call it a wrap. And, okay. Our kids sometimes eat cereal as their main meal. Pretty well every one of my children wears socks with holes in them.
Then again, so do I.
So, I might as well admit this too: I take my kids to the pool primarily so I can sit in the hot tub.
And in conclusion. I am perpetually late for everything. E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G.
Does this make me a slacker? Am I good enough? The real questions begs to be asked. Could a good-enough mother like myself ever hope to be a truly good mother? Dare I say it, even a great mother? And what exactly is the difference between the two?
Good moms…cut up banana into neat little slices and make sure there is an adequate covering of yogurt to suffice.
Good-enough moms make it one step easier. They tell their kiddos to eat one bite of banana alternating with one spoonful from their serving-sized yogurt cup. Easy-peasie.
Good moms…do not allow their children access to pens for writing on inside door frames.
Good-enough moms first ask their children what exactly they have written that encompasses two-feet of wooden space (in between the kitchen and the den), before photographing it and proudly posting it on Facebook.
Good moms…pack everything in Tupperware containers for litterless lunch week.
Good enough moms tell their children that they will wash and re-use the numerous plastic baggies crammed into their dirty little lunch cans.
Good moms…remember theme nights for school and extra-curricular activities.
Good enough moms pretend that their children’s sweatpants are night wear. And of course, they are. (sometimes)
Good moms allow enough time for children to eat their meals at the table.
Good enough moms stop their children mid-meal, transport their supper to a plastic dish, and make it a portable snack for the rest of the evening.
Good moms… make time in the morning for grooming, styling (and always remember their after-school hair appointments).
Good enough moms carry a brush with them at all times so as to do their children’s hair at least twice a week. As time allows.
Good moms..always remember to take shampoo with them to the pool.
Good enough moms use the soap dispenser. Which certainly does the trick.
Good moms always remember homework, piano practice, and reading at bedtime.
Good enough moms instead own shares in Apple. ( And we all know that ipods count as reading.)
Good moms are who we are most of the time.
Good enough moms are just as awesome for all the rest of the times. And while I think the truly mediocre moms are few and far between, the truth of the matter is this: being good enough is ‘good enough.’
At least it is for this Mama.
Ah, Lori-you are more than a good enough mother. You are the exact mom your children need and they love you-that is obvious. We Moms always function under the whip of thinking, we\’ve failed, we\’ve failed, we\’ve failed!! And wait until your children are the age of mine, and they get together and remind you of the dumb, dumb things you did-like make them wear culottes on Sunday, and only have a half hour of TV a day and not let them say \”stupid!\”\” You\’ve got a lot to look forward to!!!! But, I would not change my life as a Mom of the five best kids in the world for anything. Neither would you–great Mom!! Love, your Mom