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.