Balance

Balance. It’s the one thing that every mother strives for daily. Did I say “I love you” enough, did I give enough hugs, did they learn enough, is the laundry done, what’s for dinner, oh shit I need to mop the floors. Being a mother is about never having enough time. Every day I think “was I enough” and every day the answer is no. Not because I didn’t do my best, but because society insists your best wasn’t good enough. According to facebook, instagram, and pinterest you can always be doing more. I think this whole internet phase (haha) is taking a toll on all of us, especially mothers. Sometimes you need to stop and realize you ARE enough. The other day I realized, I am enough. As I laid my kids down to bed, staring into their sweet little faces and giving them tickle kisses, I had a moment of realization. Special times like these are all that really matter. That is literally all my kids want. In my mind, I'm running through my normal checklist -- teeth brushed, toys picked up, dishes done, laundry drying -- but I realized instead of running through that list, I’m going to enjoy the way it feels to kiss my daughters’ foreheads. The sound in their voices when they say “I love you, mama.” Their opinion of me is the only one that matters. They are my scale of "enough" and every night that I tuck their happy, smiling faces into bed, it reassures me that I am enough.