The only thing my youngest child needed from me was me. She needed me to ask her if she wanted more water or crackers, a pair of cozy socks or her favorite blue Elephant Lovey. She needed my sympathetic smiles and nods, my kisses on her warm forehead, my lap to sit on.
I'm learning a lot in my pursuit of imperfection. French fries are a delicious addition to a meal. Red wine is a perfectly acceptable as a late night study companion. Plenty of reading can get done in carpool lines. Deadlines are more easily met when you have more deadlines.
It is unnatural for a childhood to be robbed of its freedom by worry and disease. But only strict vigilance and avoidance of allergens can protect a child like mine, and with this come many restrictions.
My fantasy about working and motherhood did not match my reality. After a few weeks back at work, I felt like my career determination had fizzled. I couldn't imagine being at work and missing out on time with my baby.
Rene Syler is the perfect example of someone who had success on national television and was fired, hit rock bottom trying to stay in an industry that just didn't fit anymore and then created her own career built around her own unique brand online.
I want to be a mom who doesn't feel inadequate. Who doesn't look at her friends (and strangers) and say: Wow, they are great moms, why aren't I like them? But instead looks at them and says: Wow, they are great moms and so am I.