I had a friend who, to anyone that knew her, seemed down right perfect. I know no one is perfect, but she really was pretty damn close. Her house was gorgeously decorated, her hair and makeup were always perfect…even for the beach. She was the perfect hostess. Seriously, she gave Martha a run for her money. And she was like super mommy when it came to bringing snacks to the park or hosting a play date.
Many a time I’d return home after a playdate or an afternoon at the park and I’d feel like shit.
I’d beat myself up…
“Why didn’t I pack that awesome lunch for the beach?”
“Gosh I wish my house looked like that.”
“How the hell can she be so well coiffed?”
Then one day, we were over for a playdate and I had to take my little one to the bathroom. I had to squat down to hold him on the big potty. And when I grabbed him off the seat, what did I see? The rim under the toilet seat was brown, disgusting, I dare say, down right nasty!
And what did I do? I smiled the biggest smile and laughed to myself. My child thought I was crazy.
I thought “ROCK ON, she’s NOT PERFECT!”
It’s all about small victories, right?
I have since realized that she may seem perfect in so many ways but I was comparing apples to oranges.
-I have two kids. She has one.
-I work from home. She doesn’t work.
-I don’t wear much make up, let alone to the beach…she’s more of a girly girl.
Moral of the story, we all have our issues, whether our laundry pile is a mile high (who me?!) or you have a shit stained toilet rim…no one is perfect. (thank goodness!)