And what of doubt and fear?

Do you ever wonder if you're making the right choices as a mother? Do you compare yourself to other mothers, to your own mother? Am I completely alone in wondering if I'm failing in a spectacular manner at this very important role?

How do we overcome the injustices and the hurts that were dealt to us as children? More importantly, how do we make sure that we don't make those same mistakes with our children?

I've shed some tears on the subject while frantically grabbing my husband by the shirt and demanding he tell me right then and there if I was a good mother. "You'd tell me if I was messing this up, right?" I'm sure he enjoys those little chats just as much as I do.

So, dear readers, what do you do when you're overwhelmed by feelings of doubt? Do we ever just accept that we're probably doing ok?