I failed at sugar cookie baking,
and potty training,
and at encouraging a fragile reader to persevere through the entire length of Green Eggs & Ham,
and at getting a newborn to stay asleep.
When the Devil starts biting at my Achilles tendon,
whispering in his deep throated growl that each of my failures will have devastating life-long consequences for my children,
it's time for me to tell that Devil to "TAKE A HIKE!"
No, this is not the life I planned. . .
. . . . In fact, this whole enterprise was NEVER my idea.
In the wise words of Blessed Teresa of Calcutta, however, "God never asked me to be successful. God asked me to be faithful."
I am content to go on "faithfully failing" at motherhood for as long as Our Blessed Mother decides to board her own dear children at my house.