Good moms feed their kids crappy food

Today is a short and sweet post about releasing the judgment and expectation we put on ourselves to be the best mom in all circumstances. 

I was in Starbucks the other day, and I ran into one of my mom friends. She was carrying a tray of drinks for her kids. As we said hi, she apologized for the tray of drinks she had bought. She said something like, “I know this is awful. But I promised my kids these drinks so they would go to this Christmas event.” We hear variations of this all the time. Do any of these quotes sound familiar? 

“Supermom here. I let my kids watch tv all day.”

“Best mom ever. I gave my kids cereal for breakfast.”

The scenario may be different, but the formula is always the same. The self-deprecating remark about us as a mom is followed by what we did or let our kids do so that we could get shit done. The underlying tone is that our actions are unacceptable. It implies that a better mom wouldn’t do this. What if we, even for just a week, told ourselves good job me. 

For those of you who have a winter holiday coming up, this week can be busy. You have a lot of plates in the air. So whoever needs to hear this today. 

You are a great mom.

Your kids will be fine.

Now turn the narrative around and create a new sentence. It will look like this.

Good job me, (insert what you did for your kids.)

Good job me. I fed my kids cereal for dinner.

Treating my kids to Starbucks before this holiday event is a great idea. I’m a genius.

Thank goodness we have a tv so they can be entertained while I get some things done.

This week I want you to:

Feed your kids fast food.

Let them watch tv.

Let them skip the bath.

Do what you need to do to get things done and stay sane. After all, that is what a good mom does!