On Being A Great Mother: Your Imperfections Make You Perfect

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I find a lot of blog posts around the Internet with moms “confessing” to all the imperfect stuff they do. Shoot, I even had a little series for a while where I would confess things that I guess “perfect” mothers didn’t do—like emotional eating to cope with a long day, admitting that I’m lonelier than I would like, that motherhood in general stresses me out (even on good days).

I haven’t run a post like that in a while because I’m starting to realize that 1) there is no such thing as a “perfect” mother and 2) we’re all “perfect” mothers.

What do I mean? Well, it’s simple. Let’s look at me, for example.

I’m an ambitious, impatient, control freak who is compassionate and has a desire to help everyone I come across. I hate to clean but I love to cook. I’m analytical and sensitive. I’m willing to fight for what’s important. I love hard. I make friends easily. I’m pretty much Liz Lemon with brown skin.

But all that craziness I’ve got going on? That’s what my kids need from me. They need someone who will hug them tightly after school and listen intently as they describe their day. They need a mom who is goal-oriented and focused on being successful to give them the blueprint of how to do it themselves. They need me, as I am. With them, I don’t have to apologize for my imperfections because all these traits that others might call “flaws” my kids recognize it as “stuff that makes my Mom my mom.” 

I may not be perfect but I’m perfect for them.

There is no such thing as this universal “supermom” we’ve all got built up in our heads: the woman who brings home the bacon, spends 100 hours  of quality time a week with her kids, has an immaculate house, a great sex life, perfect wardrobe, great skin, better body after kids than she did before kids, etc. Let’s just agree to…stop.

I’m not calling for us to lower our expectations but to realize that our imperfections make us perfect in the eyes of our children. And that their opinion, not anyone else’s (not even mine!), should matter in comparison to that.

ROLL CALL! Am I the only one who embraces her imperfections? I say I’m better mom for it!



  1. Me! Me! Me!

    I have given up on trying to be super mom. It is impossible to be all things to all people, and not end up resentful and exhausted. I am in a constant state of self improvement, but my goal is not to become the best mom that ever lived. I am trying to be the best mom to my girls that I can be. It might not look perfect to the outside world, but it is perfectly suited for my family.

  2. I love this!!! I completely agree. None of us are perfect, and we all are!!! 😉
    I’m one that does “confessions” on my blog a lot, because I feel like it’s important to remember that we’re not perfect, and to not try to come off that way! It can be harmful to ourselves, and our readers if we are trying make it seem like we have it all together. I have very real struggles, but that doesn’t make me a bad mom. It makes me real, and I hope my children can learn from my mistakes as well as from my successes!