Okay, maybe I didn’t leap out of bed like a Disney character singing to birds…
But I did get up.
And that? That’s enough to start something good.
Some mornings are smooth. Others feel like chaos with a side of spilled cereal. But every single day is a fresh start and this morning, I’m choosing to show up, even if I’m still in pajamas and running on caffeine and determination.
Today, I’m reminding myself:
I’m allowed to start slow and still finish strong. A rough morning doesn’t mean a rough day. I don’t have to get it perfect~ just keep it loving (mostly). My kid may roll their eyes, but deep down, they need my steady love. Laughter counts as progress. So does a dance break in the kitchen.
Parenting is messy and beautiful and exhausting and hilarious. And today, I’m leaning into the joy where I can find it ~ even if it’s just in a quiet sip of coffee before the noise starts.
“Progress over perfection. Smiles over stress. Love over everything.”
So here’s to a new day, a new chance, and a lot of grace. Let’s make it a good one, even if it’s a little wild.
“Today, I lead with love — not perfection. I give grace to myself and my child. We’re growing, not just surviving. And that’s more than enough.”
I’d love to hear from you!
Are you starting your day slow, silly, strong, or somewhere in between?
Drop a comment below and share:
Your own morning mantra
One small win from today (even if it’s just brushing your teeth!)
Or just say “Me too” if you needed this reminder today
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