Ever since becoming a mom, one of my favorite hobbies, reading, has kind of fallen to the wayside. Between diaper changes and tantrums, I haven’t had the time. Not to mention I wrote books for a living and, at the end of the day, I didn’t want to read more. I just wanted to sleep. But now that I’m no longer ghostwriting/editing books, one of my goals is to read more. I finished Me Before You when Huff the Babe was a fresh newborn and sped through Harry Potter and the Cursed Child a few weeks ago. I told myself it was time to read a non-fiction; one that would help me in my new role as a SAHM and wife. I chose this book:
I had pinned this a loooooooooong time ago on Pinterest (back when Huff the Tot was a few months old) but I just now got around to reading it. I’m only six chapters in, but I gotta tell ya, its already taught me so much!
As I read, I feel like the authors have peeked inside my home, taking notes of the things I have said, thought, or argued with Huff the Hubs about. Though the authors are women, they do a good job of showing the perspectives of wives and husbands. There have been several times I have stopped to take notes or felt convicted. However, this particular subtitle spoke deep to my soul:
I realized I have been stressing myself out, trying to make everything spotless, making sure laundry is folded and put away (even if I’m accomplishing this at 11:00 p.m.), cutting my daughter’s pb&j’s with a cookie cutter EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. instead of just cutting it into 4 triangles (because that’s how So-And-So did it on Facebook for her kid), and making every meal Pinterest-perfect, no matter how bad it stressed me out. I was putting so much effort into making sure everything was Instagram-worthy so other people would think I was doing a great job as a wife/mother, that I was alienating my kids and husband.
How many times have I said, “Mommy can’t play right now; I’m busy” or “No, you can’t help. Mommy wants this to look a certain way” or “Can you please just leave me alone so I can read this blog post about being a better communicator?!”
Something had to give. So when I read this, it was like I had seen the light. I decided “Good enough is good enough” will be my new mantra, especially in this season of life. With two little kids in the house, I can’t expect to get everything done nor can I expect it to be perfect. That is too much pressure and too much stress.
As long as my kids and husband are fed, know they’re loved, and have clean underwear (even if its not folded), that’s what matters.
Good enough is good enough.
Have you read this book? What were your thoughts? Have you read a parenting/marriage book that has spoken to you? Share in the comments below!