If you watch my insta stories then you know about my total mom fail. I mean, it was epic. Bad mom. Bad.
Despite this recent epic fail, I need to give myself grace to know things like this will happen and that my guilt shall pass.
What is my Mommy Blunder that still has me feeling bad four weeks later? Oh, that would be missing my son’s preschool graduation. And, when I say missing, I don’t just mean me. I mean, like our whole entire family, son included, did not show up.
Why, you say? Apparently, I don’t have life with three kids figured out as well as I thought I did. That, and the fact that I should maybe read the emails the preschool sends. Yes, I don’t check my email daily. My bad. Sometimes the day gets away from me and the daunting number of unread email notifications on my screen makes me hide from my phone. Serious.
I still feel bad. But, honestly, in 20 years will my son remember that I forgot his preschool graduation? I really hope not. But, today, tomorrow and everyday going forward I must realize I am doing the best I can. All I can. And sometimes more. Motherhood is hard. Juggling schedules is hard. I am going to mess up, freak out, forget things, and so on. I’m only human. I am a work in progress. I am learning from my mistakes, I am remembering what I have done right, and I am figuring it out.
When these things happen I need to teach my kids how to deal with them. I need to be an example for them : mommy is not perfect, but mommy is always trying her best. I don’t expect perfection from them. Why do I expect it from me?
So on the day of his graduation, I got myself and the kids dressed fancier than usual and my husband was on his way to meet us at school. And, bam! My son’s teacher texts me saying something to the effect of : Sorry we missed you today. I was standing there, fully dressed, shoving kids into the car like, “Um what?!“After texting back and forth I find out they moved the ceremony forward two hours to account for the heat wave. They didn’t want the babes outside midday and switched to a morning time. Which is all fine and dandy if you are a mom who reads the emails and realizes this. However, apparently I am not that mom. Not in this season of my life.
So, here, right now, I am letting go of this Mom Fail. I am moving forward.
I will remember to check my email.
I will figure out life as it happens.
I will give myself grace to make mistakes and then grow.
I will just keep doing me.
And, I’ll also say : Man, did I look fancy going on an ice cream date in this dress. When you tell your son we get to go to the ice cream shop instead of going to graduation, you just roll with the ‘dressy attire’ you already have on. You also explain that yes he did still graduate and he gets to go to kindergarten. That was all he was worried about, how many topping he could get and if he still could move on to kindergarten. Priorities.