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Not Perfect is Ok

I yell, I lose my temper, I don't always budget and follow it perfectly.  I need to shed 45 pounds.  Snowflake's lunch is not always a perfect balance of the food groups.  My fashion sense can best be described as "comfortable".  I don't always have long prayers or spend as much time in Scripture as I'd like. 

Snowflake's baths are sometimes hurried and I forget to remind her to brush her teeth. I am far from perfect.  I feel at times like I am screwing up.  Especially when I hear from the school, "Your daughter got impatient & head butted a kid."

Then, I remember all the snuggles and cuddles.  The "I love you more"s. The kind things she does for me and others.  She is not perfect.  She has my temper. She is quick to realize her errors and apologize. 

It is ok for her to have bad days. They are natural.  It doesn't mean I am a parenting failure.  It is ok for me to have bad days.  Bad days are a sign of humanity.

We know we love each other.  That is our core.  I am her safe zone.  Just as my Mom is mine. 

I am the one getting puked on, cleaning it up and going right back in for a hug and snuggles knowing that is what she needs.  I know her.  Her joys, fears, likes, hates, and needs. I recognize her moods and how to help her.  I'm her Mom and I love her. 

I may not be perfect, she sees all my flaws, but it is ok.

You too.  It is ok that you are not perfect.  God doesn't tell us to BE perfect, just to always be striving, to be learning and growing. To accept our failures as signs of areas that need help.

Do you have a temper? Ok. Let's work on that.  It is ok to not be perfect as long as we are growing. 

Love your kid (s). Hug them often. Cheer them on.  Support and guide them.  Understand they too are just as imperfect as you and I are.


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