My life as a real person

I am a “real” person.
I am through with chasing the illusion.
There is not a tablecloth or candles on my table, usually it has the remains of play dough scattered across it.
I am so thankful for little activities that can distract the kids while hubby and I talk together.
My counters are very rarely cleared and washed to a shiny sparkle. This morning they are covered with the plates from last night’s dinner, with this mornings strawberry tops on top.
 Food is such a blessing! (Especially strawberries) And I am thankful for the good moments spent with my hubby that prevented me from washing those dishes last night.
 The steps just inside the front door, are never waxed to a shiny perfection. In fact, I think it’s been a few months since I last swept them.
 I’m thankful no one has gotten killed from tripping on the blocks that inevitably get tossed over the baby gate at the top of the stairs.
I don’t always cloth diaper, in fact I often don’t even dispose of the disposable diapers in a timely fashion. These are the diapers that I keep throwing in the general direction of the garbage can. 
 I am so so thankful for that well-fed and growing child that uses those diapers.
I don’t have all the clothes clean, folded and put away. This is the never ending laundry pile in my basement. 
 I am thankful that we (usually!) have plenty of clean clothes to wear.
While my bathroom is kept fairly clean (it’s a pet peeve of mine), my mirror hardly ever sparkles. I’ve been planning to wash off that soap “drawing” of Ms.Action’s for over a week. I’ll get to it eventually.
 I’m thankful that soap washes off easily when you do get around to it.
My living room doesn’t have matching furniture, or flower pots on the end tables. And usually there are toys on the floor. This morning, the chalk was scattered across the floor shortly after breakfast.
 I’m thankful for the great time had yesterday evening, lying on the driveway in our pajama’s and coloring pictures and writing our names on the pavement.
And these are the adorable little people responsible for my realizing my imperfection.
 I’m so thankful that God has used them to set me free. And continues to use them, to remind me that I cannot do it all. And that’s OK. Because they don’t care whether or not they have a mommy that can do it all. They just want a mommy who is there for them. Me, just as I am.
Actually, that’s all my husband wants too, just me.
 In reality, that’s all that God wants.
Not a perfect person, not the most beautiful person, not the superhuman person.
Just me.
A real person.
If you would like to share some of your life as a real person, feel free to share in the comments. Or write a post of your own and be sure to leave me a link!

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  • Maurisa

    I absolutely love this! I wish I had let go of perfection when my oldest children were little.

  • Maggie

    Oh, I love, love, love this post!!! I have a busy few days ahead of me, but next week I might have to write one of these!

  • CM

    Love it! I currently have dirty dishes on my counter and I can't find my table. I don't know when I last vacuumed. I want to do these things, but they're just not too high on my priority list right now.

  • Michelle

    I had a similar type of post a long time ago…

    It was literally quite freeing to write it. And, well, if I took a camera through my house right this minute…it might look just like this again, right now.

  • That Married Couple

    This is great!!

  • Debbie

    That is excellent and every mom with young kids should read it! We put WAY too much pressure on yourselves to care about the things on the edges of our lives and miss the things in the middle,like time with kids. Believe me, you will have plenty of time to vacuum when they are all in college, at least I do…..when I want to vacuum that is. I am too busy catching up on all the reading I didn't have time to do.

  • Katherine

    I've been coming to terms with my limitations. Any advice though for when others still don't see that many little ones creates such limitations?

  • Kacie

    I just love the little feet picture!

  • munchesmom

    So many bloggers just share the perfections in their lives w/ their readers. Thank you for sharing this glimpse into reality! I KNOW photos of my house would be the same. You summed it up exactly in your last few lines…we just need to be there as the real person we are. And the picture of the girls' feet…TOO PRECIOUS!

  • Love2Learn Mom

    Beautiful post! (Just discovered your blog today, via a link to this particular post). So, even though it's a few months late, I thought I'd share a somewhat related post of mine from a few years back:

  • Mary Poppins NOT

    Ah, yes. Here is my version:

    You are a wise, wise woman!

  • PWadleigh

    I absolutely LOVE this post! My laundry pile looks about the same. :-) As another person said, my favorite is the feet.

  • Anonymous

    This is so beautiful! Thank you for writing it, it has given new dimension to the struggles I have been dealing with today. Cheers