In the end, I found a very happy medium. I looked like I cared, but deep inside I knew that I didn’t care so much that I was neglecting my new sense of grand life priorities as a mother. It all added up to what I called my New Generous Minimum. It wasn’t “good enough”—it was just one notch above that. Because if doing something good enough makes you feel like you’re simply checking off a box, going even one tiny step beyond that makes you turn that check into a check-plus, and then you feel great.
