Sometimes I get soooooo sick of being a good mom 
My DD is 7 and we try to do the right stuff, and I feel like I do alright 90% of the time. I walk to the store super slow so that she can walk on the curbs. I take her fun places and do cool things, even though she acts like it's no big deal. We co-sleep, even today when she needs it. I stayed at home until she went to preschool and now I volunteer in her classroom (and am the only parent who does).
But I feel like some day all of this will be for nothing. She isn't going to remember those things, she is going to remember the other 10%, when I was mad, or made her hurry, or yelled at her. I feel like I'm doing all of this, trying to make the right choices, working hard to make sure she is happy and healthy and she is still going to grow up and hate me when she's 16.
What's the point in being a good mom if the outcome is the same as the parents who do everything wrong?

My DD is 7 and we try to do the right stuff, and I feel like I do alright 90% of the time. I walk to the store super slow so that she can walk on the curbs. I take her fun places and do cool things, even though she acts like it's no big deal. We co-sleep, even today when she needs it. I stayed at home until she went to preschool and now I volunteer in her classroom (and am the only parent who does).
But I feel like some day all of this will be for nothing. She isn't going to remember those things, she is going to remember the other 10%, when I was mad, or made her hurry, or yelled at her. I feel like I'm doing all of this, trying to make the right choices, working hard to make sure she is happy and healthy and she is still going to grow up and hate me when she's 16.
What's the point in being a good mom if the outcome is the same as the parents who do everything wrong?









I'm not worried about giving my kids the 'right' experiences. I'm worried about letting them be their own people. I feel like that is more important. And it puts way less pressure on me. (I freely admit to being lazy.) 


we have huge admiration for our parents. They failed. Many times they failed. But we know they always loved us and did their best for us.
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