So after my weekend breakdown, it was time to stop and take a deep breath...and possibly gain a little perspective. One of the problems with Facebook, Twitter, blogs and other social networking sites is that people tend to show you their best, and ONLY their best. True, some people will talk about the trials they are experiencing, but they only tell what's happening, not how they feel about it. So I walk away feeling like people have all sorts of problems, but they are able to put on a happy face and whistle zippety do dah while they deal with it...which makes me feel inadequate. Not that I want to see people suffer, it's that I KNOW that they suffer but everyone hides it (at least, they hide it better than me) and sometimes it would be nice to feel like I'm not the only one.
The other problem I am having, is I feel sometimes like there is some expectation out there (especially within the church) that women are supposed to be perfect--especially when it comes to being wives and mothers. Maybe I only imagine this, but I'm sure I'm not the only one. I am NOT perfect, and no matter how hard I try, I will never be. My house is not spotless, my family does not come home to a wonderfully homecooked, well balanced meal every night, and SURPRISE...my kids don't hum "love one another" while helping each other with homework and chores.. I even, at this very moment, have an enormous pile of unfolded laundry sitting on my couch (and no plans to go fold it any time soon). And since I DO have that laundry sitting in a heap, and old newspapers strewn across the floor, and dirty dishes in the sink, isn't it about time for some drop in visitors? It's the only time anyone ever comes over... And that's just the way it is, and I guess that's okay. Things may not be perfect, but I think we're all content... and sometimes that's good enough.
Wendy, this is why I love you. Cuz I'm not perfect either and I'll be the first one to admit it. I agree 100% with this post and should just copy and paste it on my blog. It's exactly how I feel. Oh well. At least we, the unperfect mothers, can band together and change the expectations if we can't change anything else. :)
ReplyDeleteSounds perfectly normal to me, Wendy. If it will make you feel better you are welcome to drop in at my house and see the sink full of dirty dishes, unfolded laundry, and TOYS TOYS TOYS everywhere you look. Every day swear I'm just going to box up all those stupid toys that the kids don't take care of and don't appreciate and get rid of them. But I don't, because that's just one more thing for me to do. :)
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