I'm not the perfect mom.
Being a Mommy is hard work, and I'm not always up for the challenge, especially when dealing with depression.
Sometimes, I yell at you and then I feel guilty because I know you're just being a kid.
Sometimes, I just need a break to watch a show or read a book because I'm not just a Mommy even though you think so.
Please forgive me. Don't hold my imperfections or need for me-time against me when you get older.
Please know that I'd do anything for you and that I'm grateful to you for saving my lungs and for everything you teach me.
Please know that I'm doing my best, and I only want what's best for you.
Most of all, please don't ever forget that even with the flaws of my humanity, I love you.
With all of my heart, I love you.
So please be kind to me.
Your imperfect Mommy,
Xiomara A. Maldonado
This post is also linked to Letters to My Kids.