Nobody is perfect. Interesting, right? You felt sure the mom with the 6 month old baby and that size 2 body was pretty flawless, didn't you? Or that family with the beautiful house and immaculately landscaped yard...surely they have no problems.
Wrong.
The truth is this: We all compare our appearances to others. We all give in to the temptation of birthday cake, maybe even 2 pieces. We all yell at our kids sometimes. We all let our laundry pile up at times. We are ALL flawed. So what? Instead of wishing our lives to be "perfect" (whatever that means), why not wish our lives to be real?....and concentrate on being exceptionally awesome at just. being. real.
I work 40 hours a week outside of my home. I don't cook dinner every night (pizza is our friend). My husband and I co-parent with our ex-spouses -- which means our children spend some nights away from us -- and calling that "hard" would be a gross understatement. As I am writing this, my background noise is Wyatt screaming "STOPPPP" while Madilyn and Allison laugh uncontrollably...and I'm not even certain those sisters have brushed their hair today. Currently, my floors need to be mopped, but I'm not gonna. In fact, it's not perfection, but, hey, it's REAL....and it's us...and, I must say, we're pretty darn happy.
So, the next time you see that picture on Instagram, or that post on Facebook, or read that blog entry that makes you feel "less than", just remember there might be a screaming toddler in the part of that picture that you can't see...and probably a mom with a headache behind the camera with a pile of dirty dishes in her kitchen. :) My point being this: nobody is perfect. Flaws are beautiful, imperfection is character, and REAL life is amazing! Embrace it. Xoxo
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