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Motherhood – the art of letting go.
There was a time I believed that being a “good mum” meant having it all together. A tidy house, out all the time and a calm voice.
But these days?
I’m slowly learning that growth doesn’t always look like control. Sometimes, it looks like socks on the floor and choosing not to care (at least, not today).
Motherhood has a way of showing us all the little things we hold onto. The pressure, the expectations, the need to do it “right.”
But somewhere in the chaos, I’ve started to loosen my grip. And in that space? I’m finding a little more peace.
Let’s talk about growing as a mum and as a person, and how letting go of the small stuff might just save our sanity.
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It's not just the socks
There’s a pair of socks on my living room floor.
They’ve been there all afternoon. I’ve walked past them six times.
At first, I muttered under my breath. Then I sighed. And now?
Honestly… I’m letting them be.
The old me would have picked them up immediately while complaining and getting super stressed. By socks being left on the floor. I know, sounds lame when you say it out loud, right?
I didn’t do this because I wanted to, but because I felt like I had to. Like a “good mum” or “a put-together person” wouldn’t leave socks lying around for hours.
But somewhere along the way, between nappy changes and night feeds. Between educating my children and the occasional mental breakdowns…. I’ve started learning how to let go.
Not just the socks. But of the pressure.
The pressure to have it all together. To keep the house perfect. To never forget a play date or lose my patience or serve cereal for dinner.
To look like I’m managing, even when I’m barely holding it together.
Wanting a family
We tried for four years to get pregnant with our first. I was desperate for a baby. I fell pregnant again when she was two. However, I never felt ‘done’, you know? Then six years later my nan passed away and we decided, sod it, let’s go for one more, no regrets.
Now I have three amazing children, and my heart is full. Motherhood has stretched me in ways I never expected it would.
Not just in patience (although, definitely that), but in my understanding of what truly matters.
What's a 'good' mum?
I used to think being a “good mum” meant staying on top of everything. Now I think being a real mum means knowing what you can say no to and still choose to show up.
I’ve learned to trade perfection for being present.
To choose laughter over spotless surfaces. To forgive myself quicker. To see the beauty in the mess, even when it feels like too much.
Some days, I still struggle. I still yell over silly things or let my stress spill out in a mini meltdown.
But I always apologise.
This shows my children it’s okay to struggle sometimes. It’s okay to ask for help, and I am human. I get things wrong sometimes, too.
But I’m growing, not just as a mum, but as a person. And that growth doesn’t always look graceful. Sometimes it looks like tears in the bathroom or laughing and dancing in the kitchen.
Sometimes it just looks like leaving the socks on the floor… and not letting it ruin my mood.
Bee's final thoughts
If you’re here, reading this, maybe you’ve been there too.
Maybe you’ve felt the same feeling to do it all, and the same inner voice telling you that it’s okay to let some of it go.
So tell me, what are your socks on the floor?
What are the little things you’re learning to release so you can breathe deeper?
Drop a comment. I’d love to hear what you’re growing through.
Because we’re not meant to do this alone. And no one has it all figured out, not even the ones who look like they do.
We’re just doing our best. And honestly? That’s more than enough.
With love and lots of washing,
Bee 🐝
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