She said what I've been thinking


Like half the people on the planet, I've recently become addicted to enamoured with Pinterest.  I've been gathering quotes I like, and while I managed to not pin this one, it went something along the lines of "when we compare ourselves to others, we lose a little bit of our own awesomeness."  I've been struggling lately.  A lot.  And with things I don't really want to bother you with.  Trust me, I'm not good at sharing my burdens with others.

Anyway, through Pinterest, I was led to this post by Adriana of Just by Living.  I'd never read her blog before, but this post hit home, in so many ways.  One of the things she says in her post is "My life isn't pretty enough for Pinterest."  I want to hug her, give her a high five, and cry on her shoulder because that is so how I feel.  I've lost a lot of my own awesomeness lately by comparing myself to way too many others. 

I didn't start blogging to become an internet superstar or household name.  I don't blog to make money.  I blog because it's fun and a I like it.  But....there are those days, when I haven't blogged in a while, and just don't have the time or energy to do anything about it, that I think "why bother?"  I say I don't want to be a big-name blogger...then why am I comparing myself to those same big-name bloggers??  Because we are often harder on ourselves than anyone else is.  Because I don't want to let anyone down, but in the meantime, I don't meet the overly high expectations I put upon myself. 


I found all these super cute ideas for making Valentine's Day cards for the kids to give out at their parties.  I even spent time using my scrapbooking software to work on them.  And what did I do?  I ran to CVS this afternoon to grab some cheap boxes of cards instead.  And I'm ok with that.  Mostly.  :)  I do this a lot though:  get delusions of grandeur and then have to take a step back and regroup.  I need to go back and read my own post about the Supermom cape, I know. 

We don't have a spotless house.  I'll never have time to make all the crafty ideas I find.  When I made my own graham crackers, someone that my husband works with said that I had too much time on my hands.  Seriously.  After I picked myself off the floor from a fit of laughter, I vowed not to go to his office for a while to keep myself from drop-kicking her.  Nope, I don't have too much time on my hands.  That's far from the truth.  But I make choices with my time, and sometimes those choices are letting the laundry and clutter be, and making memories with my kids instead.  Those are my choices, and I refuse to be judged by them anymore.  The food pictures on my blog may stink, but the intention behind them is beautiful -- I love being in the kitchen, and I want to share that with the world, even if the "world" is only one reader, who happens to be my best friend.  :) 



Mish said…
And now I want to hug YOU, give YOU a high five, and cry on YOUR shoulder because that is so how I feel! I can totally and completely relate to your post. I have a full time job...and I blog occasionally, mostly because I have some very kind friends who encourage it....and although I don't have a lot of time on my hands, I too, have ideas of grandeur that often flop. Sometimes I just have to remember that "it's ok". My kids still love me. My husband still loves me. And so do my friends and family. Even if I didn't make that awesome recipe I found on Pinterest...or that awesome craft for the classroom party. Thanks for sharing this post. I needed this today. :)