imperfect parenting

I’m not perfect. I don’t do immaculate housekeeping and if you come to this house expecting that, you will be disappointed. I don’t do perfect, I do lived in. I might be getting better with my home organization, but perfect homemaker? Nope. I’m not perfect. I am not, and never will be, a perfect parent. I will make mistakes and I will question my parenting abilities with my toddler and with my autistic daughter. I’m not perfect. I am judgemental, I’m stubborn, I’m argumentative. Sometimes I’m too quiet and sometimes I say too much. I’m not perfect. And I am so much better off because of it. I’m a recovering perfectionist. I’m an introvert and an empath with a Type A personality. And as a late…