real life

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September 20, 2012 by Heather

Sometimes I fall into the trap of looking at blogs and websites that showcase what seems to be a perfect life.  Perfect house, perfect hair, perfect organization, perfect eating, etc etc.  I know nothing is ever truly perfect, but boy do some websites put on a good show.  Lately I’ve tried to avoid looking at them, but sometimes I’ll be feeding Parker and I’ll surf the net (yes, I am an 80 year old man) and come across one and get sucked in.  By the time he is done eating, my head is full of images and ideas and things I need want to do.  It’s a stay-at-home-mom’s porn, that’s what it is.  And all of a sudden, my incredibly blessed life is, in my mind, reduced to something that just isn’t enough.

I don’t have a chalkboard wall in my kitchen or matching bedside tables for our room.  I don’t have a leopard print cardigan or a fun pair of ankle boots.  My fridge is not stocked with organic produce and I don’t always wake up in the mornings with a bright and peppy attitude.  It takes me forever to fix my hair and ninety nine percent of the time my pants are not buttoned.  I look pretty weird in most pictures and I will probably always have acne.  My bath towels don’t all match and I have no idea what the hell a succulent is.

But it’s ok.

Real life is not about looking a certain way or having certain things.  It is about living.  And living is messy and unorganized and at times kind of ugly to look at.  It is unbalanced, unplanned, and unperfect.  So very unperfect.  I tend to be a bit of a control freak at times (you look surprised), but if there is one thing the past four months of motherhood have taught me, it’s that I absolutely cannot control a whole lot of things.

So, here’s to being happy and satisfied with what I have.

Here’s to inviting someone over when the house is a wreck.

Here’s to skipping my night time exercise and rocking Parker a little while longer.

Here’s to going on a walk without putting makeup on first.

Here’s to caring more about someone else than myself.

Here’s to maybe not doing the dishes after dinner and hanging out with Andrew instead.

Here’s to being grateful.  To living each day to the fullest, even when things are crazy.  Because life is too short to be stressed out about what we lack.

Seize the day.

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One thought on “real life

  1. jami says:

    Thanks for posting this! That’s exactly what my house looks like these days. Glad to see it’s not just me!

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