An online friend tagged me to this post written by Tetyana Denford on her Instagram feed. The message resonated so much with me, I asked Tetyana for permission to repost it here. I hope it resonates with you too. Enjoy. Yvonne xxx
Sometimes I wonder if I do enough for the kids, for myself, for the husband. Am I a good enough mother? Am I a good enough wife? (I inevitably end up at a resounding HELL YES to *that* one, because come on now. 😏) Am I a good enough human? Those questions can be hard. I end up comparing myself to others, being hard on myself, criticising my life choices, wondering how I can be a better version of “me”. Why?
It’s human nature I guess, for us to take the tangled threads inside of ourselves and unravel them. It’s the pressure to “fix”, to “figure out”, to justify our inherent selves. But then I get pissed on rosè in the garden and realise I’m a fabulous unicorn and I slay like a queen on a daily basis. And all is right with the world. A Mother’s Day piece I wrote for Selfish Mother More than “enough” in March this year doesn’t just apply to that particular day, it should be a reminder for every day. We are *all* enough, and we are so amazing because of it. Keep reminding yourselves. And keep drinking, obviously.