Before I can “be better,” I have to be good enough. I love
the idea of “be better.” It seems to be the unofficial motto of my kids’ golf
academy, SKOUTgolf. It’s inspiring and motivating. Who doesn’t want to be
better? I would probably even wear it on a shirt – right after I wear out my
“not running sucks” Nike shirt. I haven’t worn that one much outside the house.
I bought it in a weak moment. Sucks is not a word I let my kids use but now I
have it on a sign and on a shirt. I think my mom would be horrified. I like to
blame it on keeping my sanity while living with middle schoolers but maybe I am
just acting like a middle schooler.
I realized over the past couple of days that as much as I
love the motto “be better,” I need to be okay with “good enough” first. I tend
to be my own worst critic and never quite believe that I am enough. I am always
trying to work on being a better friend, parent, nurse and I imagine I will
always be trying to strive for more. I am always a bit restless. But, even
though there is great room for improvement, I’m okay now. I have a good
relationship with my kids, most days. I like to think my patients feel cared
for and that I am fairly competent, most days.
I was talking to Audrey the other night about school. Audrey
was lamenting over the fact that school seems to come easier for Mason. He’s in
TAG and advanced math and doesn’t ever seem to study all that much. At times
she feels like she doesn’t measure up. My heart broke for her in that moment
and I could totally relate to where she was coming from. Growing up, my sister
was the TAG kid who not only seemed to be ahead of me academically but she also
was better at the sports we both played. I was never as fast or as good on the
field.
I tried to encourage Audrey. To remind her of all her gifts
and talents. She is smart, kind and empathetic. There are definitely things
that come easier to her than to Mason but they are less tangible than school
and that’s hard to explain to an 11-year-old who feels a bit in the shadow. In
that moment, I realized that not only do I need to continue to encourage her
and build her up, I need to also model to her that I believe I am good enough.
Instead of criticizing myself and focusing on my shortcomings, I need to show
her that I am confident, secure and enough as I am.
I oriented to a new job this week. Same hospital, same unit,
just a different role. I won’t have my own patient group when I am there but I
will interact, and ideally, support all the patients and nurses. I have to wear
a name badge that says “nurse leader.” Not a huge fan of the name badge. Feels
like when someone puts the Christian Fish on their car. Once the label is there,
I kind of expect you to drive better, be more courteous, kind and responsible.
I feel the same way with the Nurse Leader badge. Now I need to be more
competent, smarter, more responsible, than say, yesterday. I have confidence
issues that I won’t measure up. Yesterday I found myself apologizing to an oncoming
nurse for her patient assignment that I had been responsible for creating. I
knew she was going to have a busy night. She can totally handle it but I wanted
to give her rainbows and unicorns…five or six lovely patients that are alert,
oriented, independent and don’t require too much. In reality, this is a general
medical/surgical unit. Nobody gets rainbows and unicorns. It’s just about
distributing the hardest patients to make everything as manageable as possible.
Clearly, I will need to work on my confidence and stop apologizing when not
everything works out as well as I hoped. This role will take some growing into
for me but I need to embrace that I am good enough and this is where I am
supposed to be now, at this moment.
I am all about growing and trying to be better than I was
yesterday, or last week or last year. But, I need to remember that I am good
enough now. I need my kids to know that even though I may get on them about
certain things – like Mason losing one of his belongings EVERY DAY and Audrey
talking to me in that special tween tone – that they are AMAZING just as they
are. They are wonderful, beautiful people made in God’s image. Once we embrace
that we are good enough, I think the “be better” becomes more fun and tangible.
Like the icing on the cake.
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