Friday, June 29, 2012

Taking a Breath

Today I was going to do another post on Beach Style, but after reading Paige's wonderful words on Simple Thoughts this morning, I changed my mind. I have felt so frazzled and behind this week. I cannot do it all and I have been trying, oh, have I been trying. I want my home spit, spot and polished - read perfectly tidy and decorated, as since we moved-in last February, it is still a work in progress - we live in our home and with three kids and two dogs, it looks like we do without much effort. Is that really worth fretting over? Will my friends still love me if they get dog hair on them when they come over or if I don't have curtains in the family room?

Sweet Pea is having her birthday party tomorrow. A "Lilly Pulitzer" themed party - I have been working so hard to make it perfect. Will anyone notice the centerpieces aren't perfection, if they are having a wonderful time?

I have been working so hard on my exercise routine, like an hour and a half a day working. Is it really necessary to do that every day? And to be honest, the results have not been that great, yes, I am over forty and it shows. I must say though, this is a hard one because I love to workout and I love my time when it is just me and my thoughts and my sweat, lots of sweat.

Sport has been nursing a mysterious injury this week. The pain has moved all over his legs. He says that in order to feel better, he needs to snuggle with me, in my bed and have me tell him stories. It finally dawned on me, there is no injury to his legs, it is his heart. Sport needs me! That one hurts. Do I really ignore him?

Fisherman does factor in to all this, too. He is my rock when Mr. Pearl isn't home. He is so calm and so NOT deamanding. I love that kid. He is one awesome fourteen year old. Fisherman and Mr. P are the calm in the storm around here.

I also have my little businesses. Things slow down in the summer, but they don't stand still. I really struggle with the fact that I should or is it could do more. I could have a higher profile job, make more money for our family, be gone from the minis more and dress like a real adult more, but is that necessary? I struggle with this, as I have friends that are so very successful outside their homes and that green-eyed monster rears it's ugly head. I want that success, too. Or do I? I am so blessed to have been able to stay home with my children and they are getting so big! The days have flown by and there will always be time for me to have that job.

This is not meant to be a pity party. More of a reminder to myself, to see it in writing, makes it real. The Lord has blessed me in so many ways but sometimes I need a reality check. Just when I feel like I am frazzled beyond repair, He sends a sweet blog post or a call from a friend that puts everything right once again. Amazing! I am actually posting this in the hopes that maybe it will reach someone else who needs some encouragement. We were not meant to live alone, we are here to love on and encourage one another; dog hair, lack of curtains, sweat and all.

Have a wonderful day!



  1. Thinking about you! You know that no one would ever even think that you or your house are anything less than perfect! You're the best no matter what! I'd just love to come over and share some iced tea and visit!

  2. I got your message... and I needed it. While I sometimes wonder if I made the right choice, I chose to not work fulltime and to spend these short years with my children. My choice isn't always looked upon favorably, but after reading your words today, I'm feeling good about it. Hope Sport's feeling better soon. Reed has been wanting lots of snuggles recently, too.