True Contentment

May 11, 2009 | Category: I'm a celebrator, I'm a Momma, I'm a Wife

I’ve come to realize over the past couple months that my life is pretty good. I sheepishly have to admit that there are times that I struggle with contentment (or lack thereof).

Often my discontentment lies with the state of my house or the size of my jeans. And honestly, if all I can complain about is how I wish my house was clean and my butt was a size 4, I got it pretty good. I’m learning how to be ok with a little dirt on the muffin top.

Yesterday was Mother’s Day – as I’m sure all of you know. Again I was reminded of how blessed my life really is.

I’m not blessed because I got breakfast in bed (although I did). I’m not blessed because I got two dozen roses either (because I did). And I’m still not blessed because the box that my Mothers Day gift came in was big enough for both my children to play in together. Although these things are nice and very appreciated – the bigger picture is where my contentment lies.

I’m blessed because I have a husband who loves me and I have two beautiful daughters (although often dirty and in desperate need of a bath) who are healthy. If none of the above things ever happens again, if I still have the love of my family I still will be blessed beyond measure.

There are SO many mom’s out (many of my friends) there that are doing this parenting thing on their own. Although they are doing a beyond words bang up job (and I seriously bow down to you in an Wayne & Garth “I’m not worthy”), I’m not sure I could do this job with a smile on my face if it wasn’t for my husband.

I write this post not to gloat, but to remind myself on how awesome I really got it. Admittedly, I have a bad memory – and I need post like this to look back on and pull me out of the depths of my funk. Because today is a good day – but funks unfortunately are always lurking around the corner.

And a friendly side note to all those men who have married a woman who they don’t love and respect anymore. Dudes – you’re ladies are QUEENS (especially if she’s your baby mama)! Think long and hard before you leave them high and dry for greener pastures.

Just sayin’….

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