Things That Make Me Feel Wildly Accomplished Now

Once upon a time, accomplishments were things you could put on a résumé.

Now they’re more… situational.

If everyone eats — success.

If no one cries in public — exceptional performance (this one deserves a medal).

If I drink my coffee while it’s still warm — historic achievement (still, no crying in public takes the win).

Some days, being productive looks like doing laundry and putting it away.

Other days, it looks like offering every possible solution you can think of — snacks, toys, cuddles, songs — only for a small human to reject them all and then sweetly accept the exact thing you offered ten whines ago.

There are small moments that feel oddly impressive:

• Leaving the house with everything we actually need

• Remembering the grocery list

• Sitting down for two uninterrupted minutes

I used to think accomplishments had to be impressive to count.

Now I think they just have to happen.

Surviving the day without losing my sense of humor feels… notable.

So does realizing that keeping everyone alive and mostly regulated is, in fact, a skill.

The bar may be low.

But it is consistent.

And honestly? I’m meeting it.