Life

Be perfectly imperfect

 

F6484849-9622-4873-ADB3-E7D664C17E72.pngAll silliness aside let’s get serious here moms

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Who thinks they have to do it all?😬🤚

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Who here hates asking for help?! 😬🤚

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Are you trying to be super mom!!??? 😬🤚

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Stop it

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Just Stop right now

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It’s time we let some things go 

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I use to try to do all things and be all things because I thought it made me a better mom and wife. 

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who here feels like they never measure up?🤚

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I had this strange idea that if I could do it all it made me a better mom and wife. Insert me being prideful much…? Ouch that hurts me but it’s true 😮

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I still struggle sometimes not asking for help and trying to take on too much but I have learned a little better to let go and learn to go with the flow. 

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Now that my kids are older I wish I just relaxed more. 

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And it’s ok to ask for help. 

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We can’t do it all

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Though for some reason we try so hard to not ask for help

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Stop stressing yourself out

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Stop trying to be Perfect 

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Stop trying to be all 

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Start loving yourself 

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Start doing the things you want to do 

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Start sitting and relaxing and take a deep breath 

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Take care of yourself 

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Stop feeling guilty because you fed your kids the same lunch everyday for a month or you just had cold cereal for dinner

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Stop feeling guilty because you wanted to hide in the closet today because your kids drove you crazy or you had thoughts of running away. 

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It’s ok we can not do it all and we are never expected to do it all!

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Learn to ask for help

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Learn to not sweat the small stuff

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Hug your babies tight while they are little

Enjoy all the little moments. They pass so quickly. 

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Now that my kids are older and one is moving away soon, I get teared up as I think back to my boys being little. I was a young mom and I just remember feeling stressed out and wanting to do all these things that supposedly made me a great mom but I never felt like I measured up. I had this high pedestal I was trying to climb but could never quite reach it!! 

That right there made me upset and I felt like every other mom was better than me.

I remember feeling sad a lot,  like why can’t I do everything. This mom stuff is hard.

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I wish I cared less about my dirty house and just sat and played more with kids. I remember getting so frustrated because I could never keep up. 

Insert me as an older mom I would tell younger me don’t spend so many hours up on hours trying to make a sparkly house and instead have hours and hours of time snuggling with my babies when they wanted to snuggle. 

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I would stop trying to make things perfect and actually enjoy the perfectly imperfect.

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It’s ok to like a clean house but don’t let it consume you. 

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It’s ok if you like to make everything from scratch but I’m telling you your kids could care less so if you are running out of time to do this big thing you built up in your head it’s ok to take short cuts like a premade gingerbread house or premade cookie dough for your fancy Christmas cookies. 

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Sometimes premade cookie dough is the absolute best thing

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We can’t make every field trip and we can’t always bake cupcakes for the kids class. Sometimes it’s a plastic box of premade cookies from the bakery and that is ok.

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These big ideas that you could do better, some days it’s just the fact that you woke up and put on your clothes the right direction is what matters.

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We just have to let some things go. 

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We just have to be in the moment

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The memories our kids love is that we are doing things with them. We are giving them our time.  they don’t care it’s not homemade.  Time is precious and you never get it back…..

#choosethismoment

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