Does this sound like an episode of perfection or perfect parenting?
Well perhaps this is an ideal, a pedestal expectation that we hold in our minds as Mothers, that perfection and life running smoothly is what we ascertain.
But let me float this idea by you, what if the perfection is actually the imperfection in life.
So what if all those moments and times where we feel tested are what we are meant to feel? What if perfection is simply “letting ourselves find grace.”