Motherhood often feels like a club where nobody’s quite sure of the rules—but everyone has an opinion. 

You’ve got the Pinterest moms, the crunchy moms, the workaholic moms, the soccer moms, the Instagram-perfect moms, and a whole lot of us somewhere in between, wondering which camp we fit into (if any).

Spoiler: It doesn’t matter. Because here’s the truth: There’s no wrong way to mom.

I’m what you might call “semi-crunchy.” On any given day, I’m somewhere between a mindfulness guru and a corporate professional with a packed schedule. For instance:

See what I mean? I don’t fit perfectly into any one “type” of mom—and that’s the point. Most of us are walking contradictions, and that’s okay.

Here’s the thing: Motherhood isn’t a competition or a test. It’s a spectrum. 

And wherever you fall on that spectrum—you’re doing just fine.

The beauty of motherhood ] is that we don’t have to pick a side. You can compost and still buy Lunchables. You can teach your kids about mindfulness and expect them to hustle a little when life gets busy. You can be the mom who does yoga in the morning and binge-watches reality TV at night.

You’re allowed to be all of it—and none of it.

Somewhere along the way, we’ve been tricked into thinking that moms need to fit into neat little boxes. And worse—that we have the right to judge moms who make different choices.

Here’s a revolutionary idea: What if we stopped?

What if, instead of whispering about the mom who bought store-bought cupcakes, we said, “Good for her for showing up.”  

What if, instead of rolling our eyes at the mom who packs organic kale chips in her kid’s lunch, we thought, “Wow, she’s doing what works for her.”

We’re all playing the same game here. Some days, you’re the Pinterest mom with perfectly sliced fruit in bento boxes. 

Other days, you’re tossing a granola bar at your kid and calling it breakfast.

Both are valid. Both are enough.

Your version of motherhood doesn’t have to look like anyone else’s. It doesn’t matter if you’re crunchy, professional, chaotic, or a mix of all three. 

What matters is that you’re showing up. 

You’re loving your kids. You’re teaching them to respect themselves and others.

And maybe, just maybe, you’re grounding yourself right alongside them—literally and figuratively.

So here’s to all the moms on the spectrum —whether you’re sipping kombucha, driving your SUV to soccer practice, or microwaving leftover pizza for breakfast. 

You’re doing great. Keep showing up, exactly as you are.

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