My Picture Perfect Reality

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My perfect little Everett

This is something I have been thinking about since mid October, when I saw Soleil Moon Frye (remember Punky Brewster?) pedaling her new book on some TV show – she was talking about motherhood, and how you have to “embrace the mess” and not worry about how life and the house gets messy, just enjoy it for what it is . . .

And then they showed pictures of her and her children “in their mess . . .”  — it seriously looked like they were at a party, with colorful banners and things, and Soleil looking adoringly at her daughter. And it made me gag.

My mess doesn’t look like a party. My mess looks like a mess.

And I can’t hire someone to come clean it up for me.

Then a few days later I was blog surfing and came across a mommy blog where some woman was talking about the fun things she does with her kids. I can get on board with that. I talk about the fun thing I do with my kids all the time . . .

And then I read her sidebar. It said – and I quote:

“I am a fun mom. I don’t worry if the house gets dirty.”

And I stopped reading right there. I clicked the x at the top of the tab, and closed the blog never to return again.

Because really, does never worrying about your house make you a fun mom? And by fun, I mean, better than me?

I’ve heard women complain that mommy blogs make them feel like they have to “keep up” with the picture perfect reality portrayed on the internet. I’ve never really felt that about other blogs that I’ve read (excepting the one I mentioned above of course.)

But then I got on Pinterest –

My life would be so much better if I had blah blah blah . . .

Those moms must be AMAZING if they have time to make blah blah blah . . .

I wish I was blah blah blah . . .

Like a teenager being pushed to anorexia by the media’s portrayal of “ideal” – I somehow felt inferior by my very “fat” and ordinary life.

And so I did what any normal teenage girl who loves yummy food would do – I turned the media off. I got off Pinterest. I even stopped reading other blogs for a while.

“Did you see?” my friends would ask me.


And then I remembered an afternoon long ago – it was just after I had graduated from college. Something happened – my life was in crisis. Not just “hey, you’re having a bad day” sort of stuff, but long term I’m going to be facing these challenges for years sort of stuff.

And I remember sitting at work, feeling like I was about to go postal with all the stress and sadness I felt.

And then the words came – “Count your Blessings.” (Complete with a tune!)

So I started a list. It’s still taped into my journal. It was 52 points long before my work shift was over. And they were real blessings too – not just things like “the sky is blue today” but real things that were long term blessings I have had in my life.

By the end of the day I felt so optimistic about my life. How could it get any better?!

And the same is true today. Even on the days when all I do is tackle that mountain of laundry that I swear was just done yesterday, or run errands that should only take a few hours but end up taking all day, or burn the dinner or read books to the kids or attend school Christmas programs or listen to Calvin tell me all about how he’s “hungry” – does life ever get any better than this?

I think not.

And so, I present you with my picture perfect reality.

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Calvin made me a leaf bug. It sits in my kitchen window sill now.
Olivia and Calvin both had Christmas programs at their schools. LOVE.
Olivia frosted all the sugar cookies we made the other night all by herself.

Andrew has taken to chewing on his fingers (look at him sit up!)
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire . . . (Wyatt and the kids LOVE fires in the evenings).
Went to McD’s for some happiness.
Baby’s got blue eyes, but they burn, so brightly for her (name that song.)
Best thing about this photo: We weren’t even posing – we were just sitting and reading when Carrie grabbed my camera and started snapping away! Look, even Daisy’s in on the gig.
Seriously, who doesn’t love a naked cowboy?
The best Friday nights are spent at the Home Depot looking at keys and tractors. (Well, Cal would probably think it would be better if we actually bought some too.)
A day with the art box.
Playing in the leaves.
Pitter Patter, my heart!
Cousins are the best!
Homemade molases cookies – so yummy.
Out to lunch.
Olivia made a shrinkie dink fairy playscape.


4 comments on “My Picture Perfect Reality


You are a FABULOUS mom! You are one of those that makes me feel like I’m not doing good enuf…not intentionally of course, just by being your awesome self. Miss you!


Funny… Whenever I read your blog I think Wow, Andrea is such a fun magical mom. I should be a more fun mom. It seems that all your days are filled with fun crafts, and trips to wheeler farm, thanksgiving point and the zoo… but I suppose that’s sometimes what blogs are for; to help us see the magical things in our lives by sharing them with others-even when the house is dirty. (which is most of the time for me) 🙂

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