I am the best mom for my kid.

Not the lady in aisle nine, who’s high-and-mighty on some high fructose corn syrup rant about fruit snacks and the youth.

Not that mom in the pick-up line whose kid has literally never once acted out-of-order while she rolls her eyes at mine.

Not even the identical version of me who was blowing smoke out of her ears while forcefully pushing little butts out the door ten minutes late this morning.

It’s not her, it’s me.

The me who knows my kid better than anyone else in the world.

The me who’s got this. The one who shows up to the game every day to coach it.

The me who doesn’t take blow-outs or toddler insults personally.

The me with wrinkles, stretch marks and a crooked smile full of joy.

The me who greets every over-asked question with enthusiasm and as an opportunity to learn.

The me who laughs and plays.

The me who is patient and steadfast.

The one who is so, so strong.

The one who can learn, listen and grow.

The me who is confident in my motherhood, even when I’m winging it.

It’s not just a part of me, it’s who I am.

It’s me. This girl right here.

I am the best mom for my kid.

If you’re a mom too, you’re probably the best one for your children. There is nobody who can do it as you do.

So be nice to other women, dont be so quick to judge. Be supportive, not the opposite.

You only get one chance to do it right.

And lucky for us all, what looks right for your family is totally up to you.

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