Somewhere along the way, motherhood can start to feel like a test.
Am I doing this right?
Did I choose the right thing?
Should I be doing more… or less?
Even when the choices come from a place of care, the noise can creep in quietly. Advice. Opinions. Well meaning comments. Comparisons that slip in when you least expect them.
Lately, I’ve been practicing letting go of the idea that there’s one correct way to mother.
I’m learning that what matters most isn’t perfection or approval, it’s alignment. The feeling in my body when something feels calm instead of rushed. The sense of peace when a choice feels rooted in intention rather than pressure.
Some days I feel confident and steady. Other days I question myself. Both are part of the process. Both can exist without meaning that something is wrong.
This season isn’t asking me to prove anything.
It’s asking me to listen.
To respond gently.
To trust that love and presence matter more than getting every decision exactly right.
I’m finding freedom in releasing the need to explain or justify every choice. Freedom in allowing motherhood to be something I experience, not something I perform.
If you’re learning to soften too, if you’re unlearning the idea that there’s a single right way… I hope you know you’re not alone.
There is room here to move slowly.
To choose intuitively.
To mother in a way that feels like home.
❤️ Freya’s Mommy

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