Before becoming a mom, I thought I understood Motherhood.
I had seen every version of it — burnout, single parenting, stay-at-home moms, career driven moms trying to balance it all. I told myself I’d figure out which I’d be when the time came.
But honestly?
I wasn’t planning to become a mother at all—especially not a mom of three by 21.
Still, I had a picture in my head.
I strived to become like my own mom — building a career she loved while still showing up for her kids.
I thought maybe that would be me too.
Then I Saw the Positive Line
At 18, the moment I saw that faint positive test… something shifted.
Suddenly, I felt like I knew exactly who I needed to become.
I told myself:
No screen time.
Montessori everything!
Homemade meals only.
Calm, patient responses — always.
I was going to be that “crunchy,” soft, put together mom.
The perfect mom.
I imagined bouncing back quickly, staying fit, sticking to routines, and handling everything with confidence and ease.
No tears. Doubt. Or Overwhelmed
Then Reality Hit
None of that happened.
I thought motherhood would be a fairytale—peaceful, patient, picture-perfect.
But most days? It’s loud, messy, and a little chaotic.
Because real motherhood isn’t about perfection.
It’s about flexibility.
It’s about learning how to be human in ways you never had to before.
What It Actually Looks Like
My kids do get screen time.
Not all day. Not on tablets. But yes—we watch movies.
Because sometimes I need to work.
Sometimes I need a breather.
And that hour of quiet?
It helps more than I like to admit.
We eat healthy most days. I’ve even started making more from scratch.
But there are nights we grab fast food.
Sometimes I forget to prep.
Sometimes my husband suggests going out.
And honestly? Those family nights matter too.
The Hardest Part No One Talks About
The emotions.
I told myself I’d always stay calm and regulated while my kids worked through their emotions.
That’s not how it went.
I hit the hard reality that I’m still learning how to handle my own emotions too.
I have my moments of being overwhelmed when both my kids cry, especially their synchronized crying.
I’m trying to hold space for them, while barely holding it together myself.
Moments where I don’t have a clue what to say.
Moments where I’m close to losing it.
And it’s been the most humbling part I needed to see.
What I Thought Vs. Reality
What I thought “perfect” meant:
No screens.
Organic, homemade everything.
Always calm and patient.
Fit, scheduled, and put together.
What it actually looks like:
Limited screen time — movies only. Hate Youtube.
Balanced meals — with the occasional fast food night.
Learning to regulate my emotions with my kids.
Some days feeling on top of it… and some days just tired and over it.
The Truth About “Perfect Moms”
Social media loves to highlight the beauty of motherhood.
The clean homes.
The organic meals.
The perfectly structured routines.
But behind those posts?
There’s real life.
A mess. Overwhelming. And exhausting.
Motherhood is beautiful don’t get me wrong — but it’s also very chaotic.
And the chaos deserves to be seen too.
What Actually Matters
Real motherhood isn’t about doing everything right.
It’s about:
Showing up, even when you’re exhausted.
Being present in the small moments.
Learning as you go.
Growing through the hard days.
Not every day is going to feel calm or magical.
Our kids are learning to handle big emotions…
While we’re still figuring out motherhood ourselves.
The Version of Motherhood That’s Real
It’s not perfect or graceful.
It’s your coffee going cold because your baby needs you.
The messy bun.
The sweats.
Only getting ready when you leave the house.
It’s eating your kids’ leftovers because you didn’t have time to make your own plate.
And that’s real.
It’s more meaningful than perfection ever could be.
A Little Space For You
I’m not sugarcoating what it is to be a mother… because in those moments, you’re not alone.
That’s why I share these moments.
So the unseen parts of motherhood feel seen.
No perfection.
No pressure.
Just real life.