on doing it all.

You know those cute mothers that have it all together, make dinner every night, have a perfect marriage, and never sweat?

Me neither.

But I beat myself up at least once a day for not being that mom. That person that I don’t know. That person that, if I met in real life, I’d probably just want to run over with my car.

So it makes no sense that I compare myself to this mythical person that doesn’t exist and I wouldn’t like even if she did exist. But I do. All.the.time.

To finish this post, head over to Our Reflection.  I’m guest blogging over there today…and giving some stuff away! So come say hi!

Our Reflection


  1. says

    Hey girl! I just wanted to say hi! I saw this post over at Our Reflection and I felt like it was ME!!! Totally relate girl! So happy to find your blog! :)

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