I had a rough day yesterday. I’ve been reading a lot of blogs lately that show these amazing women doing it all. Beautiful, clean, decorated homes, gorgeous quilts, baking, being published, raising kids… Usually, I find the peeks into their “lives” motivating. Yesterday, I found it all overwhelming.
How on earth can I keep up? My house is a mess, the dishes aren’t done, there’s a pile of laundry waiting to be put away, I don’t have dinner planned for tonight let alone the next week or month, I’m in my pajamas until noon, I haven’t touched my sewing machine for 2 weeks…
Don’t even get me started on my “goals” for myself. I am nowhere near where I want to be “professionally”. (By professionally I mean, the sewing/quilting/knitting career I have in the back of my mind, that I haven’t done much about starting.) I have so many thoughts on what I would like to do someday, but then realize that my life would be turned upside down by a lot of my plans. I’m just not sure what’s realistic for me.
So, I spent a while talking my husband’s ear off about how inadequate I feel. I realized, I can’t compare myself to these other women. I just can’t. They aren’t me. I am not them. I have no idea how happy they are, how much money they make, how clean their homes are day-to-day, how in control they REALLY feel. Most bloggers share the positive & keep the negative to themselves & I think that’s okay.
Sometimes, you just need a reality check.
Then, this morning I read this blog post & just smiled. It illustrates my point, exactly. Just because you see perfection all over the blogosphere, does not mean it’s reality. These women have messy homes, they lose sleep over deadlines, they don’t make a home-cooked meal every night, they feel the pressure to succeed, they are insecure, they feel inadequate, they are not perfect.
And neither am I.