Writing this blog requires some compromise.
In order to sit in peace, I have to compromise with the toddler and split my screen so he can watch Netflix. It avoids a complete meltdown, killing my phone battery and means I can write something.
I am also compromising with myself. Trying to figure out what to write is a challenge, never mind allowing myself to write something that does not fulfill my perfectionist criteria.
As a mom, compromise happens. More often than I would maybe like, but it is good to learn. What things do you compromise on?