Imperfection....

I put something in my post the other day that I went back and changed. I said something about mommy blogs annoying me. I changed it because I thought it was rude of me to say that other people's blogs annoyed me. It's not that, it's that they make me feel insecure and imperfect. I see perfectly maintained/decorated homes and perfectly-dressed children. I see mom's who always look fashionable and put-together. Not to mention the children's activities... Those mom's are clearly way more creative than I am.


I've always had issues with insecurities (I guess, really, who hasn't), but I don't think I've ever experienced insecurity as much as I have since becoming a mother. I am constantly thinking "Am I doing this right?" "Am I doing all that I can to make sure my children are going to grow up and be good, kind people?" And I see these other blogs and think "They've got it together." "Clearly, they are doing it right." And I compare my life/motherhood experience with their's. Which, I am aware, is absolutely rediculous. I really think we're all doing the best we can. So, I'm trying to come to terms with my imperfection as a mother, wife, housekeeper, etc. I'm trying everyday to be okay with our playroom looking like this most of the time...

And the reality of my kitchen counters on most days...

And the fact that most days I'm just not going to look my best... And somedays my kids watch Diego and Dora instead of making masterpieces with homemade play-doh. And the fact that sounds of crying, fighting and whining seem to be the soundtrack of my life on most days. But, Bella and Austin are happy. And they know they are loved by lots of people. And, I guess, at the end of each day, that's the most important thing.