I don’t just think… I overthink.
In some ways, I think I’ve always been an overthinker—but motherhood takes it to a completely different level. Every little thing you could possibly overthink, you now overthink… times ten.
Motherhood is a full-time, unpaid job. And to the people who say, “But you get to be a mom—that’s payment enough,”—that’s sweet. It really is. But motherhood also tests you in ways you never imagined.
Your thoughts go from, “Where am I going for happy hour tonight?” to “Did my kid poop today?”
And honestly, the amount of time poop is discussed is… concerning.
I love being a mom. It’s rewarding, exhausting, beautiful—and completely maddening.
Here are 10 things I overthink on a daily basis as a mom:
10. Food – Is she eating enough?
How many vegetables has she had this week? Does ketchup count?
My kid is a professional snacker. If there were Olympic medals for snacking, she’d win gold and set a personal record. Meals? Optional. Snacks? Mandatory.
9. Am I doing enough?
She’s in activities—swimming, soccer, dance, gymnastics. She’s booked and busy.
But is it too much? Not enough?
Am I giving her enough quality time? Enough just be a kid time?
Also, let’s be honest—after school until dinner is absolute chaos. Something shifts in these kids and they become… unhinged. So yes, activities help. For her—and for me.
But then I wonder: should I be doing more one-on-one time? Breakfast dates? Mommy-daughter dinners?
And then reality hits—I’m exhausted.
8. Did my kid poop today?!
This should not take up as much mental space as it does… but here we are.
She’s 5½. She says she went. But did she? I wasn’t there. Can I trust her? Has it been days? Is that why she’s not eating? Is that why her stomach hurts?
I think about this way more than I’d like to admit.
7. What did I forget today?
It’s always something.
Library day? Forgot the books. Again.
You’d think I’d have this down by now, but no.
My daughter reminds me immediately:
“MOM. You forgot my books.”
Yes. Yes, I did.
I’ve tried notes, reminders, mental checklists. Nothing works. At this point, I’ve accepted that sometimes… we just won’t have library books.
6. Is this normal?
She’s moody. Is she tired? Sick? Growing? Or just… being a kid?
Is that a rash? How long has that been there?
Did she eat something new? Is it allergies?
Scabies?! (Why is that always where my brain goes?)
Day six of a cough? Obviously something serious.
I tell myself to stop Googling… and then immediately Google it.
5. Are other moms like this?
Do other moms think like this all day?
Or are they just out there… calm?
Because if so, I’d love to know their secret.
Social media definitely doesn’t help. Everyone looks like they have it together, and I’m over here spiraling over snacks and library books.
4. Why is it so quiet?
Silence is never good.
You think, “Wow, this is nice.”
And then panic hits.
You’ve been having an uninterrupted conversation for more than 30 seconds? Something is wrong.
You run in and find:
- lipstick all over their face
- hair that’s been “trimmed”
- something broken
You can’t even be mad. You knew better.
3. Am I yelling too much?
This one stings.
There’s nothing like being exhausted, running on no sleep, reheating your coffee for the 8th time before 10am… and then snapping because shoes aren’t on.
I replay those moments later and think, “I could’ve handled that better.”
Mom guilt is loud.
2. Am I messing her up long-term?
Do we have a good routine?
Is she getting too much screen time?
Am I too strict? Too lenient?
The tablet? Yes, I use it. Especially during dinner when I’m solo and trying to cook. It’s survival mode.
Could I do better? Probably.
Will I fix it tomorrow? Also probably not.
Maybe by 5th grade we’ll have it figured out.
1. Am I a good mom?
This is the one everything comes back to.
Every question, every worry, every overthought moment—it all leads here.
Am I doing enough?
Am I being patient enough?
Am I raising her right?
And the truth is… if you’re asking yourself that question, you probably are.
Because maybe it’s not that we’re overthinking.
Maybe it’s just that we care this much.
Momxiety 
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