Judgements

Tonight my son would not fall asleep. He was tired but he just wouldn't settle. He screamed like a banshee. After a couple visits to his room I determined I had three choices:

1. Leave him there and let him scream until either he got exhausted and passed out or the police showed up at our door in response to our neighbors calling to report child abuse (yes, it was that kind of screaming).
2. Let him get out of his crib and drunk-toddle around his room in exhaustion until he collapsed.
3. Give him the milk that he hadn't drunk earlier because he was too wound up, let him have it in his crib even though I know it's a no-no, and hope it will mellow him out and just brush his teeth in the morning.

I went for number 3 and it worked. Was it the best decision? I have no idea. Will it ruin my son's life? Probably not. I'm guessing he will still be able to go on to be a successful member of society. Should I have done something else? Maybe. Not sure what, but there might be something better. I went with my gut, I did what worked in that moment, and will hope I won't have to resort to milk in bed again.

I write this because I think moms are too hard on themselves, especially now with social media making us believe that everyone else is perfect and we are the only ones who just gave into their toddler's demands for a moment of peace. We all do it. We all make mistakes or do things that might not be the *best* but are probably still okay. Give yourself a break. K? K. Good. XO.