I hate laundry…there I said it…whew, that was hard, ha!
But in reality, it’s more like a love /hate relationship because it has to get done or nobody will want to be friends with us. Umm, there goes those Son-of-a guns…they stink! So, as I take a quick break from my 199 millionth load, I wanted to share my reality…
I remember when reality shows became popular. Everyone said, who would want to watch someone else live their lives? Well, obviously a lot of people, because reality shows are one of the most highly watched programs still today. People are curious as to how other people live, think, eat(like chicken), dress, and yes, do laundry!
In reality, I am not any more special or important than any other woman, wife, daughter, sister, mother, or friend. Yes, we have 3 children under 3 but BIG DEAL! Back in the day, families consisted of 10 or more children and those mothers would look at me today like I am a light weight. Present day, there are parents that are raising their children alone or have special need children that require extremely more than my 3, of which I have the utmost respect.
In reality, I am still trying to figure out how to balance being a wife, mother, friend, daughter, sister, and myself. Everyday I thank God for giving me a “do over.” A “do over” from yelling at the kids at the end of a long day, a “do over” for not being the most supportive wife, a “do over” for beating myself up for not being the “ideal” mother I think I should be, and on a lighter note, a “do over” for serving chicken again for dinner.
In reality, I am sometimes insecure….(ouch, this one is hard to admit). Insecure about if I am doing “it” right. If I am maximizing my potential(once I figure it out) or if I am doing “it” all wrong. Questioning whether or not I should have taught my kids a little bit more today so that they will be above average tomorrow. Or if I should have made roast beef?
Yep, this is me…this is my reality!
What also shows is the joy that I have inspite of all of my junk! I am able to “keep it moving” after I’ve had my pity party. I don’t allow my negatives to become my full reality, I allow them to motivate me. In life there has to be balance. I am perfectly imperfect, more like imperfectly imperfect, because I am that far away from being perfect- and that’s ok.
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.
Romans 8:28New International Version (NIV)
When I look at my babies, I immediately see confidence in who they are! They are secure in knowing that they are our daughter and sons. They are confident that we love them. They have pure hearts. They are confident in knowing that they will eat dinner tonight(even if it is chicken, again). Seeing their confidence reassures me that being authentic and real is all that they need for me to be.God is using me and D, with all our imperfections, to raise confident and authentic children.
This is our reality…and it shows…and I am grateful for every bit, the good and the could- be- betters.
What’s your reality show? Are you content with your present reality? How can your imperfections be viewed as blessings?