The perfect Mom

In most aspects of my life I don't really care about appearances. I take good care of my house and my yard because I am proud of what I have... not because of what my neighbors might think. I take a couple minutes to worry about being clean and somewhat put together before I leave the house. Not because I might run into someone I know but because I feel better about myself if I take a minute to think about me.

So why is it that when it comes to my kids I care so much what people think. When I send snacks for school I feel obsessed to be the Mom who sends organic only snacks and never forgets a spoon. When I take the girls to the doctor I want the doctor to know that I am meticulous with everything from clipping their nails to giving them vitamins. But why? Who cares? Do the teachers sit around and talk about who the classroom mom of the year is? (I sure as hell hope not.)

So why all the pressure. Why this crazy need to be the best Mom. The one who stimulates, educates and entertains while also being silly and an inner child. It's so much freaking pressure. Will it really matter at the end of the day whether I told them to bug off? Will they be worse for the ware if I write a blog post instead of the 6th out of 6th game of candy land? I doubt it.

I am trying to make it a goal to just chillax! My kids will probably be a whole lot better off if I spend more time being happy than putting undo pressure on myself. I think all of the super moms out there need to take a collective deep breath. :D