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To My Darlings, I Am Enough
Dear kiddos, I want you to know, I am enough.
Day in and day out, I find myself fretting about whether I measure up. Am I a good enough mom, wife, friend, or entrepreneur? With three little ones under five, a laundry mountain that reaches for the sky, an email inbox bursting at the seams, and a collection of empty takeout boxes that could be featured in a museum of culinary neglect, it’s easy to feel overwhelmed.
It’s tempting to let that “not enough” vibe take over. But then I catch a glimpse of you all—my joyful, giggling little ones who gaze up at me with such warmth and adoration that it literally takes my breath away. Maybe, just maybe, I’m actually doing okay.
My Eldest, Sam
Let’s talk about my eldest, Sam. Sometimes I worry about my appearance; my clothes are older than your favorite bedtime story, I haven’t had a haircut in what feels like ages, and my nails? Let’s not even go there. Yet, there you are, spinning around in my outfits, beaming at your reflection, declaring, “I look pretty like Mama.” To you, I am beautiful enough.
My Middle One, Lily
Then there’s my middle one, Lily. I sometimes think I’ve turned into a total snooze-fest with my lack of wild escapades to recount. But when I came to your preschool to share tales about sea turtles, I saw your eyes light up with pride as you introduced me to your friends. To you, I must be interesting enough.
My Youngest, Max
Now, my youngest, Max, I often question if I’ve lost my edge. But when I stood up to that swim instructor who wanted to dunk you under, I felt you relax in my arms, and I knew I’d done something right. To you, I am hero enough.
I sometimes feel a twinge of guilt for having you so close in age, thinking I can’t shower you with the same level of attention I gave to your siblings. Every single one of your outfits is a hand-me-down, but when I put on that secondhand onesie and tickle your tummy, your laughter fills my heart with joy. To you, our family is just right; we are enough.
There are days I wish my body resembled its pre-motherhood self, trying to shed those last few baby pounds. But when you snuggle into my neck, your eyelids fluttering shut as you drift off to sleep, I realize that to you, I am home.
Life here isn’t picture-perfect. There’s stress, chaos, messes, and yes, another dinner of Cheerios. But perhaps that’s how it’s meant to be. I glance at you munching away on those Cheerios, and I know, to my children, I am enough.
And remember, sweet mama, you are enough too.
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In summary, while we may feel like we fall short at times, our kids see us in a different light. They find beauty, interest, and comfort in us that we often overlook. Embrace the chaos; you are more than enough.