Have you ever seen a recipe or a craft on Pinterest and you got so excited to try it yourself? This phrase came from the feeling that I get as a mother. And how motherhood has so many ups and downs it’s unpredictable and some moments are not Pinterest worthy. But between all the imperfection and unpredictable mess motherhood and raising our babies is such a beautiful thing.
You see I was raised by a mother who was not fully coherent. There was a lot of trauma growing up and alcoholism and drugs and when I became a mom I made a promise to my daughter and myself to break off every generational curse that ever was attached to me so that she would never know that life. I didn’t realize while trying to be the most perfect mom to her I would compare myself to so many other women to the point where I no longer felt worthy enough to be her mom, I didn’t always cook a perfect breakfast I didn’t always have the perfect bedtime routine for her sometimes I was short tempered and sometimes I just too tired id turn on Ms. Rachel and we would binge watch for an hour. I didn’t feel good enough for her.
Now granted a lot of this had to do with postpartum depression. But I was so stuck on being perfect. But here’s what I’ve learned: perfection isn’t what my daughter needs. She doesn’t need the perfect breakfast or a flawless routine; she needs me. My love, my presence, and my effort are enough. She needs to see that life is messy, unpredictable, and full of grace—even when I’m not at my best. Because that’s what life is: it’s not about avoiding the mess but about showing her how to navigate through it with love, faith, and resilience.
It took me a while to realize that being her mom wasn’t about hitting some imaginary standard of motherhood, but about being real and present for her. And honestly? She’s not going to remember if I had it all together. What she’ll remember are the moments we shared, the laughter, the cuddles, the love. Even in the chaos.
I want to teach her that she doesn’t have to be perfect either, and that’s a lesson she can only learn if I show it to her. So, if that means our craft projects end up looking more like a colorful mess than something Pinterest-worthy, that’s okay. If dinner is sometimes takeout instead of homemade, that’s okay too. Because we’re making memories, not masterpieces.
Motherhood is not about perfection—it’s about connection. It’s about breaking those chains from the past and creating a new legacy built on grace and love. For me, it’s about embracing the mess, the imperfection, and knowing that it’s all part of the beauty of being a mom. And I’m enough.
So, to all the mamas out there feeling like you’re not measuring up to some ideal standard: I see you. You are enough, and your love is more than enough for your little ones. Embrace the imperfections, because in them, you’ll find the most beautiful moments of all.