In many areas of my life I tend to be a perfectionist. I like things perfect. I want to be perfect. I want to do everything perfectly.
I realize this is an unattainable goal, and I have gotten much better about letting things slide and not worrying so much. But with Vincent, I want to be a perfect mom. “Perfect mom” might as well be an oxymoron, but when you’ve wanted to be a mom for as long as I have, you want to do the best job you absolutely can. Continue reading “Gimme a Break!”