I've read a number of blogs and had a number of conversations over the last month or two that have me thinking about this today. It's apparent that most of us, at one time or another, feels less-than-confident in our role as mother. Why wouldn't we? Being a mom (or a dad) is a tough job. Not only is it hard physical and mental work, it is emotionally intense. Love doesn't even begin to describe the depth and breadth of our feelings for our children. We do nearly anything to ensure that they are protected and given opportunities to learn, to grow, and to feel a sense of peace, fulfillment, and happiness. We strive to be good parents, and we sometimes question ourselves, particularly when we're doing it all for the first time. It seems like too often we (me, specifically) are striving to not just be a good parent, but rather, to be the perfect parent. Obviously, there is no such thing.
Today was one of those times for me - I was questioning a number of things we're doing or not doing, wondering how it is impacting Anna, hoping we're doing the best thing for her, and generally not feeling totally confident about it. After talking about my concerns with Blake and getting my reality check (he reminded me that she is happy, healthy, and thriving), I felt a bit better. It also helped to remind myself of something that I learned from my coach training and always, always, always held in the forefront of my mind while coaching: each and every one of us is unique and has an infinite array of variables impacting us, even from moment to moment. We're all so different...I think most of us can be confident that we're doing our best with what we're given, and we can be confident that that is good enough.
My phone calls to the doctor's office are much less frequent these days; in fact, the receptionist commented the other day about how she hasn't talked to me in ages. I hope this is a sign that my confidence is growing. It may not being growing as quickly as Anna is, but it is growing!