Somehow, all of you got in my head last night and then a wildfire of posts today popped up on the internet and found their way into my feed-reader and my twitter. It started with this post then led to this one, this one, this one, and this one.
Oh, my soul is happier after reading these. I cried a little and made room for the hum that I look for.
It’s so easy to forget and appreciate the amazing things I have in my life. And it’s so easy to focus on The Bad.
The Not Perfect.
It’s so easy to focus on:
- The baby crying and me not knowing exactly what she needs
- The lack of sleep
- The dirty house
- The ants that keep attacking various parts of the kitchen
- The dog barking at something nonexistent and waking the baby up at nap time
- The daunting pile of debt
- The too tight budget
- The lack of time to shower
- The daily migraines
- Being home alone all day
- Those last six pounds
Instead
I should focus on The Good.
The Happy
The Blessings
- A perfectly healthy baby girl
- An amazing husband
- A roof over my head
- Food in the kitchen
- A cuddly dog
- A paycheck
- My imagination
- Writing
- Nap time
- Couch time as a family
I’m not Perfect. I don’t have it all together. I’m tired, frustrated, and stressed. But I am happy, loved and part of something wonderful – a family. I have a family. I have a husband who thinks and tells me that I am beautiful. I have a baby whose face lights up in the best grin when she sees me. It’s not easy. But there are amazing, unforgettable moments that make it all worthwhile. And I’m not the only mom who feels this way.
And knowing that helps.
I am Me.
And that’s perfectly alright.
