Elegance Elusive
You've seen them before. Those memes that have the contrast pictures showing what I think I look like when I ___________, and what I really look like when I __________. For me that's the story of my life. I have an idea of what I want to look like when I head out the door or sit there on the front row at church or walk around the grocery store, but that's not the reality. I'm a mom. That says it all.
Once upon a time I bought a beautiful white dress coat and was naive enough to think that it would last more than one excursion with my kids. Nope, chocolate hands and baby spit up did that puppy in. High heels to chase my son down and keep him from running in the street? Cute flippy skirt so my kids can take turns flipping it up at church? Perfectly manicured nails to clean the toilet? Don't even get me started on my vocabulary skills. I say things I never thought I'd say. Like just now as I was sitting down in the midst of this blog my youngest came out of the bathroom swinging his underwear in one hand and a piece of toilet paper in the other requesting some assistance. I had to say it because no one else would, "Poop stays in the bathroom!"
Don't misunderstand me, you can have it all together with nice things and all that and be a great mommy, I just can't seem to do it. I love nice things and start out with the nice stuff, but give up the fight to keep it pristine. I don't want to have anything that I care for more than my family.
The funny thing is I find myself wondering if there should be a meme that shows the opposite. Like I see a bedraggled mom with unwashed hair and unplucked eyebrows and God sees a warrior princess fighting the good fight.
Once upon a time I bought a beautiful white dress coat and was naive enough to think that it would last more than one excursion with my kids. Nope, chocolate hands and baby spit up did that puppy in. High heels to chase my son down and keep him from running in the street? Cute flippy skirt so my kids can take turns flipping it up at church? Perfectly manicured nails to clean the toilet? Don't even get me started on my vocabulary skills. I say things I never thought I'd say. Like just now as I was sitting down in the midst of this blog my youngest came out of the bathroom swinging his underwear in one hand and a piece of toilet paper in the other requesting some assistance. I had to say it because no one else would, "Poop stays in the bathroom!"
Don't misunderstand me, you can have it all together with nice things and all that and be a great mommy, I just can't seem to do it. I love nice things and start out with the nice stuff, but give up the fight to keep it pristine. I don't want to have anything that I care for more than my family.
The funny thing is I find myself wondering if there should be a meme that shows the opposite. Like I see a bedraggled mom with unwashed hair and unplucked eyebrows and God sees a warrior princess fighting the good fight.
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