Realizing Me

When I was younger and I imagined myself with children I always pictured myself like one of those super moms who has it all together and can get everything done in a day. Not sure where in the world I got that  idea since I have a hard time keeping track of my cell phone now but it was the view I had. Lately however I have been realizing that when (if) Steven and I have kids I’m most likely going to that mom that all the seasoned moms,  put put together moms, the whole organic moms, the perfect moms look at and judge. My kids will most likely not be “put together” all of the time. Actually if they look presentable for church I will take that as a win. who am I kidding, if I get “put together” for church that will be a win. I hate to admit it but I will probably use the “electric babysitter” (the Television) more that I think I will just so I can get things done around the house. My car will not be the clean space in my life and the 3 second rule will totally apply in my house. As much as I want to believe that I will have things figured out and have my head totally screwed on straight when I have a few little monsters running around, like the picturesque 50’s wife, I have to chuckle at myself. I will be scatter brained and there will be times when I just want to shut myself in a closet to get away. I will forget to clean and put cooking and I will think that I was insane for thinking I could do it. And strangely I am okay with that. why am I? Two words, Steven and love.