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I’ve always struggled to feel like I was a “good enough” mom. A mom who deserved the accolade of “Best Mom” scribbled on a card from her kids on Mother’s Day.I don’t bake bread from scratch (although I have used a bread machine!). I don’t create homemade birthday cakes that belong in a magazine. (But I do make box cake mixes and toss sprinkles on top of the frosting).
When my kids were under the age of 8, I didn’t want playdates to last more than two hours (even better if we just met up somewhere else like a park). During the naptime years, I didn’t use those golden minutes to meal prep or clean the house, but to work out, shower, and read my Bible.
We all have limitations, but the God we’re created to point to doesn’t (cue the confetti!). We want our kids to place their hope in Jesus, not us.
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