Moms, you're doing good.

If you're worried you're not a good mom, then you're on the right track.

I've heard before that if you fret about not being a good mom, not doing enough, worried you're not raising good kids... then there's a good chance you're doing everything in the best way. If you didn't unconditionally love your babies and your family, you likely wouldn't care enough to worry about being the best you can be for them.

Yesterday, I took my kids to Walmart to get a soccer ball for our first year doing soccer (T-ball was apparently very boring... I don't blame him. Sorry, baseball moms.). My almost 6 -year-old was bouncing off the walls (the cart, in this case), but was generally more manageable than usual. As we were walking out to the car, I saw a mom struggling with her 4-5ish year old next to their car. The kid was having an all out kicking-screaming tantrum, laying on the pavement just letting it all out. The mom was a heck of a lot more patient than I would have been, but I could still tell she was pretty frazzled, trying to wrangle her kid while talking on the phone with someone in a slightly urgent tone. Maybe gently yelling at the husband to get his butt out to the car already? I'm not sure, although that's what I'd be doing.

Now, I know many people would look at that and think, "Why would you let your kid act like that? She's letting him get away with bad behavior," and shake their head in disapproval as they continue to their car.

But I know. I looked at that mom and my first thought was, "Oh yeah, lady. I've been there." I've done the football carry in the checkout lane more times than I cared to. I looked back at my son, skipping and literally bouncing along with the cart to the truck, and quickly sent up a little "thank you, Jesus" that I wasn't dealing with a tantrum today. Even though my nerves were fried from a rotten attitude lately from him, I could at least be thankful I wasn't arm-dragging out to the car.