Well now. Look at me, finally posting something. It has been a crazy and busy start to the school year, as I predicted. I am going to flash back for you (8 years ago) to when I quit my job and decided to stay at home with my kid/kids. The first week at home I made 5 course meals, a headboard for J's new bed, organized the entire house...and so on. It took me awhile to calm down. I looked like Martha Stewart with an IV of RedBull. Flash forward a year, I had given myself some grace and mastered the rumored pajama day I had heard about. I "kind of" did the same thing after I put my youngest, a kindergartener, on the bus. I thought OK, now its time for me. I then tried to be me, on said IV of redbull. This week I have been attempting to get ready for an art show I have on Saturday. This is the week that I got a migraine. If you suffer from migraines you can commiserate with me. I am thankful that I don't have a "real job" that expects me to show up at a certain time. If you have seen me this week and I was perhaps driving on the wrong side of the road, talking like a crazy person, or just standing there with my mouth open, my apologies. I think this was God and my body's way of saying....calm it down.
I will still be heading to my show, but with much less art than I had planned on, and that is fine.( said with teeth gritted) Here is the hard part. I look around at other moms and think, they can do all of that and more. What is wrong with me?? I then read this article that was posted on FB. I LOVED IT. I loved that she took ownership of both the things she is good at AND the bad.
I think its easier to admit the bad to people and forget all the good you do. STOP read this article first.
http://www.sowonderfulsomarvelous.com/2013/06/moms-when-are-you-going-to-learn.html
Ok while you read that article, I frantically looked for my youngest childs yellow folder, had a second cup of coffee and refilled my children's account with money so that they can, you know, eat at school, and gave both my dumb dogs Benadryl. They have allergies. :)
After I read the article, a couple times ( I loved it that much) I love the last paragraph about if you want to do_____, Do IT! Don't let people make you feel bad about it. You don't EVER apologize for what you are good at.
Then I thought. I want a turn. This is why blogs were created, so here is my turn.
I am artsy. This has been my running theme my whole life. I was always picked first as a partner for group projects because they knew they had someone to make the poster! Art keeps me sane and has more than once saved me. I sometimes do downplay how good I am at art. I do it in subtle ways. "That didn't take that long" "Oh I saw how to do that online". All sort of picking away at a talent God gave me. This is a work in progress.
I am not the size I want to be. I am working on that, true statement.
I am not good at multi tasking, I drop the ball a good bit while trying.
I do not volunteer at my kids school.
I am funny. MAN I am funny. If I weren't me, and was someone else, I would think I was funny, and want to be my friend. Sometimes it takes awhile for people to see it, but its there, and often times inappropriate. I am usually reduced to the company I keep! :)
I hate putting laundry away. I do not pack my kids lunches. I send them to the cafeteria every day.
I am a great friend, and give well thought out advice.
I am ALWAYS early. If I am late then I am ill or injured.
I am unphased by traffic.
I make tons of crafts with my kids.
I squeeze my toothpaste from the middle, my bathroom counter looks like a war zone.
I hate reading outloud, even with my kids.
I am completely in love with my husband, who I have been with since I was 18. He is amazing and is horrible at details. I overlook this when I can. :)
My house is rarely clean all at once.
You can come over, if you give me 20 minutes notice to hide all the junk we leave out all the time.
True story. J had a friend over the other night. This was unplanned and fun. I realized her mom would be picking her up soon and my house looked like, well crazy. I looked around and thought, lets address the most crazy things first, then I guess we will just run with it. I took pictures, knowing I would write this blog post sooner or later. Let me show you. This is what my kitchen table looks like. No joke.
I made no attempts to clean this up. This just is. See the coupon book at the corner, my kid is trying to sell those, if you would like to buy one. :)
This is my family room. Note the kid sitting on the arm of the couch. eh.
The laundry is obvious. It is at least clean. IT does look better with the ornery dog next to it. Rather than pick myself apart, I have to point out the
curtains. I made them. Actually my mom sewed them (thanks mom) but if you look close, the pattern on them is my actual handwriting. I wrote the lyrics to 4 of our favorite songs on them over and over
with a sharpie. Yes it took forever. Yes I'm pretty crazy. Yes I love them. In case you are wondering the songs are "You are my sunshine." "Love song- by The Cure" "Philosophy- by Ben Folds" "Call me Al- Paul Simon" I can say they are my favorite thing in the whole house. I look past the folded clothes and still love those curtains! Oh and look at the porcelain peace hand on the mantel. LOVE.
Here is my kitchen. Lindsay, you have got it TOGETHER. Look at it. damn. Dinner in the crockpot, candles burning. What you don't see is the open bottle of red wine that I hid by the knives. I had it out on the counter earlier painting with the wine. I hid it before the gals mom came over, that way she would be allowed to come over again. :) Explaining to people that I paint with wine is not usually the first conversation I like to have with people! It does sound like a well thought out chat between drunks. It is semi-believable at best, but I promise its the truth.
Longest story short. give yourself a break. we are awesome!
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