I'm Effin Perfect
I was talking to a friend the other day and she was a little frazzled with all the pressures of being a mom. She has 2 kids and said:
Her: Nora, how do you do it?
Me: Do what?
Her: Raise 2 kids, but seem so put together. You never make any mistakes, your kids are good boys, you always seem to be so organized and calm.
Me: Really? That’s what you think.
Her: You just seem so PERFECT. Like you never screw up. Sometimes, I’m so tired I just can’t find time to clean the house, help the kids with homeowork, be a wife AND mother.
So, obviously her sleep deprivation has clouded her judgement and rendered her delusional. I am by no means perfect, nor do I strive for perfection. I just take it day by day and try to do the best for my kids.
So, if this is your idea of perfection, then I’m proud to say: I’M EFFIN PERFECT!
IS THAT A BED UNDER THERE?
Put me in that perfectionclub too. Laundry, dishes, trash, everything is piled up at my house. BUT my kids are well taken care of and happy.
YES! That’s a bed under that mountain of clothes, and no telling what else.
The important thing is that the kids are happy. Hopefully they’ll be able to help with all those chores soon, and then you’ll be happier too.
Well, on the upside, at least some of it is folded.
Hey How did you get into my house and take that picture? LOL
I’ve realized this is just part of being a mom.
That’s what I like to hear. Now, I know I’m not the only one…