I guess I'm a Bad mom

Bad Mom's.

If you don't know about this movie, find the trailer. The movie is a little raunchy at points, but it is so stellar on hitting the points that most of us mom's feel on a regular basis. That feeling of not measuring up to the seemingly perfect moms. Let me tell you friends..... it's all about perspective.

I've recently come across many posts on facebook discussing this topic. The mom posting is usually saying something along the lines of ".... those perfect moms, volunteering, perfect house, perfect kids, kids in every sport/music/activity, homeschooling, church volunteering, cookie baking..... etc, etc, etc... .and I just don't measure up/I'm not doing good enough/I suck"

We put so much pressure on ourselves as mom's. But seriously...... WHY?!?!?! What is important in motherhood? In our house it's raising good kids, that love Jesus, that are kind, self sufficient, driven, with a love of learning. Who cares if the dishes always needed done right?

Just in case you are feeling like you don't measure up, Let me tell you a little about my #momlife
Maybe you can relate.....

A homeschool day, me in PJ's.....

I love Jesus, but I cuss a little. My family is always fed, but sometimes it's PB & J for dinner. I put liquor in my coffee some mornings. Due to all of the meals I must feed the minions, my kitchen is always a revolving mess of dishes and crazy chaos. My dirty laundry pile is never ending. While I make my kids put their clothes away, personally my clean clothes usually stay in a basket in my room, until they become dirty and I move them to the dirty one. I have to remember how long it's been since I showered some days, if I have to think and can't remember, it must mean I need to shower. 🙈  Dry shampoo is my best friend. Some days, I wear pajamas all day. If I do get dressed, it's normally yoga pants or leggings. I have a note on my bathroom mirror "Brush your teeth" ... It's for me. I am a work from home mom. I homeschool my two kids, 5th grade & 2nd grade. We are a part of a CC Community (that is Classical Conversations). We meet one day a week, community day. I am almost always just almost late, running in late like a tornado. Some days we totally slay our school day at home, other days we do not. Some days my kids eat fruit, sliced veggies, granola bars, and a buffalo beef stick.... I call it "lunch".  I let my kids do crazy things like use the couch like a jungle gym. I miss things, because I simply don't remember them if they aren't on my iCal with about 5 reminders set. I hit my snooze button every morning at least 2 times, normally it's more like 5. I've given my kids cake for dinner, and ice cream for breakfast on more than one occasion.


Should I continue?

As you can see, I'm just a Mom/Wife trying to do my best. We don't all have our shiz together, some of us are barely hanging on. We are just crazy hot chaotic messes, doing our best.  Sometimes from the outside, it looks good..... Most of the time though, it looks crazy. Thank goodness for God's grace, right?  What's important is that my kids know they are loved, unconditionally.  They love Jesus. They are kind, giving, compassionate kids. They are really good kids. They love to help others. They love to learn. I must be doing an OK job.  So what if we are struggling. I guarantee those moms that look like they have it all together have their own issues going on behind closed doors. Everyone does.

My encouragement to you is to stay the course, do your best, pray lots...... and when all else fails, say "forget it" grab some wine/chocolate/both, leave it all a mess, and go snuggle your babies.  Time is fleeting. You only get 940 Saturday's in by the time your child is 18. 260 of those have passed already when they turn 5. (This is a great little read on that topic) I only have 356 more Saturday's with my 11 year old, and 521 with my 8 year old. That is not many! Why waste your precious time with them, worrying about measuring up to supermom down the road? I promise, to your kid.... you ARE supermom.  <----- THAT MATTERS.

Our family, in real life. Making memories, we slept in that barn behind us on our move across the country.