I Don’t Volunteer at School — And I’m Still a Good Mom

Here’s the thing:
I don’t volunteer at my kid’s school.
I don’t join PTA, I don’t sign up for field trips, and I don’t linger in the parking lot trying to make friends with other moms.

And guess what? I’m still a DANG good mom. Nobody is going to tell me otherwise. I'd love to see you try. 

I’m Not Anti-Social... I’m Just Not That Social

Asking me to walk up to a anyone and start a conversation? Literal nightmare. I hate small talk. I hate pretending to care about things I don’t. I hate mundane conversation with people who don't care about me. I’m not rude. I’m just... quiet. Guarded. Misunderstood. I've never been interested in 'fitting it' and having tons of friends. I'd rather hand out with my kids and husband. I'd rather hang out with ONE longtime friend and have meaningful conversations. I'm not anti-social and I'm not rude. I'm just protecting my peace. I love my kids in my own way. Behind closed doors. I don't need to announce to the world that I'm a hands-on mom. I'm a very involved mother. Just in my own way. 

I’m Not Trying to Be Better Than Anyone

I’m not judging the moms who are all in. Honestly. Some women thrive in that space. I respect it completely.
I just can’t be that person. I'm not that person.

Not because I’m lazy or selfish. But because it’s not my strength, and it never has been. And I don’t believe we should all have to show up in the exact same way to prove we love our kids.

What You Don’t See

You don’t see me making space for my kid’s big feelings at night when the world feels too loud.
You don’t see how I notice every shift in their mood, every change in their voice.
You don’t see the way we dance in the kitchen, or how I teach them to rest when they’re tired.
You don’t see the parts of motherhood that don’t fit neatly into an Instagram reel.

But they’re there. And they matter.

I parent in the background. Some of us love deeply, quietly and fiercely. In ways that don’t get applause but leave lasting impact.

So no, I Won’t Be at the Next Bake Sale

And that doesn’t make me less of a mom. It just makes me this kind of mom.
The kind who shows love in deep conversations, warm meals, long hugs, and quiet consistency.
The kind who protects her peace so she can show up calm and whole for the people who matter most.

If you’re like me.. the quiet mom, the outsider mom, the one who doesn’t “fit in” with the school crowd. I see you.
And I’m telling you:
You’re still a good mom.