Monday, May 20, 2013

.expectations + reality.

The last week has been a struggle between my expectations and reality. I tend to have high expectations - high expectations for what I am going to accomplish, how my home will look, how my children will behave, what I will look like...the list goes on and on. And it's easy to get hung up on what isn't rather than what is.

Instead of perfectly behaved children (who don't exist anywhere, anyways), I have healthy, active children

Instead of date nights once a week, I have a husband working his hardest for our family who is willing to go grocery shopping with us on his afternoon off

Instead of clean dishes, I have a boy discovering a love of cooking

Instead of a clean home, I have another little boy exploring his world and finding he has opinions and options abundant

Instead of a perfect body, I have two beautiful children and a husband who loves me in spite of how I see myself in the mirror

Instead of perfect family photos, I have a heart filled with sweet memories

Instead of all my projects done, I know I have done my best to care for my family

Goodness, I am blessed beyond measure...and I guess throw pillows do look just as nice on the floor. 



  1. You, my sweet friend, are wise beyond your years. :) May your family be abundantly blessed by your perspective.

  2. Maybe that is why they are called throw pillow. :)