3 confissões brutalmente honestas de uma mãe que está longe de ser perfeita
A maternidade é uma grande confusão e stress.
Sure, there are many beautiful things about being a mother, but I’m here to share the ugly truths we all try to bury as deep as possible.
Every mom has her own insecurities, I know that. I honestly believe that kind of makes you a good mom because having doubts means you’re on your path to improvement.
There are some things that go through a mother’s mind a whole lot of times but she’s never even thought about sharing it with anyone.
Today, I’ve decided to share my biggest insecurities with every momma out there, hoping that it might help at least one of you.
Aqui não vai nada.
1. Na minha cabeça, comparo-me com a mãe que acho que devia ser
Fico sempre aquém das expectativas. Parece que a mãe que eu sou está tão longe do que eu acredito que uma mãe deve ser.
I tell myself that there are some things I should be better at – be more patient, play more with my kids or something – but it seems like I never actually change.
I feel toxic for not being able to be a perfect mom to my babies. I fear that my personality will ruin theirs and cause them unnecessary weaknesses and issues that they wouldn’t have if they had a better mom.
I wish I was the smiling princess kind of mom who always has a kind word for everyone, but I’m not.
Sou quem sou: sarcástica, medrosa, por vezes impaciente e fraca. Sei que há coisas em mim que são boas, mas continuo constantemente preocupada com o facto de os meus filhos só se lembrarem das coisas más.
2. I’m not always confident with my parenting choices, but you gotta do something, right?
Motherhood, to me, feels like something I’m just winging rather than something I truly ever got a hold of.
With children, there isn’t enough time to think about every possible outcome of something you choose to do as their parent.
One second you might think it was a good idea to give them a juice, the next second they prove you wrong by spilling it on the sofa… The same happens when they grow up.
There’s a lot of uncertainty in raising a child and sometimes, while family and friends praise me for making such informed decisions for my child’s future, I ACTUALLY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I’M DOING.
I try to stay on top of things and make all the best choices but… the truth is, it feels like guessing and hoping to win the lottery.
There are so many unknowns and it’s incredibly stressful.
3. Preciso desesperadamente de estar longe dos meus filhos
Estou cansada de brincar com os meus filhos e de planear refeições saudáveis para eles.
Sim. Por muito horrível que possa parecer a alguns de vós, tentar dar aos meus filhos um ambiente saudável para crescerem é exaustivo para mim.
Sometimes, I just don’t want to play with them. Sometimes, I don’t even want to be close to them. I need to be alone and do grown-up stuff.
I spend a whole bunch of my time just thinking about what to cook for them that day. I wish I could just give them fast food and be done with it. I don’t, and I believe that’s what counts.
Ainda assim, é um pouco mau pensar nos nossos próprios filhos como fonte de cansaço ou aborrecimento.
But, let me tell you something…
A perfeição é muito sobrevalorizada. Bem, pelo menos eu acho que é, porque nunca conheci uma mãe perfeita.
“There’ll always be something you’ll do wrong,” I tell myself and that’s the truth. There’s nothing you can do in life without making any mistakes and motherhood is no different.
O que importa é que adoro os meus filhos. Sou o seu maior fã. Estou sempre a torcer por eles, o mais alto que posso.
What matters is that when there’s not an atom of energy left in my body and I can barely hold my eyes open, I still find a bit more to hug them and kiss them goodnight and do my best to prepare everything they need for the following day.
What matters is that I’m teaching them to be real and honest, both to themselves and to the world.
Don’t suppress your magic and devalue yourself. Own your motherhood and remember: There’s no one to compete with but the mom you were yesterday.
