As a child and growing up, I had always imagined myself as the mom that was always baking, being crafty, and just being that perfect mom. Since becoming a mother almost 4 years ago, I’ve learned to kiss that hope goodbye.
I love to bake, yes. But I can not pull off half of the creative cupcakes and cakes on Pinterest. Heck, I want to make Christmas cookies every year. And guess what day passes every year without a single cookie being made. Yep. You’re welcome Santa for those Oreos or those cookies that my mom gave us. Fail.
My kids get awesome birthday parties, but all of my paper plates are in solid colors from the dollar section at Walmart. As for my decorations, thank you Amazon! The past few times, I’ve even made the cupcakes from a box (gasp!), instead of homemade. Ain’t nobody got time for that. I get pretty cupcake liners, frost with my piping bag and cool tip, and maybe add some sprinkles or something. Is this how I had always envisioned my children’s birthdays? Nope. But it’s the way it turns out and they’re still perfectly happy and don’t know the difference.
I love seeing crafty, homemade decorations for parties and bedrooms, but when it comes to actually gluing something together, my hands and brain don’t communicate and it turns out like a big glob of a mess.I almost feel like Pinterest was created to put a damper on moms and their feelings on their own abilities. I won’t lie when I say it bums me out to see all the pretty DIY projects because I’d LOVE that in my house. But if you’ve seen me DIY, then you’d understand why I don’t do it. And I don’t want (nor do I need) to decrease my self-esteem over a stupid home decor item that I can just pay for at Pier1 or World Market.
I love seeing all the cute finger paints and projects for two year olds, but then I realize who has to pick up the large mess on the floors, walls, tables, chairs, and kids. No thank you. I have done finger paints one time. And after that, my house looked like a Smurf blew up all over it and my kids. That was the longest clean up ever. Lesson learned, be prepared and do it outside. I have also learned that Play Do is awful. Do not, I repeat, DO NOT request it for your child’s birthday, Christmas, whatever. It sticks to everything, it crumbles, it just sucks.
I’ve learned that I am not Suzy Homemaker. My house is not perfectly clean, ever. I could not pull off the beautiful dinner parties with little name plates and pretty China- you’d get paper plates, sit where I told ya, and probably pizza or BBQ because I wasn’t cooking. That’s me! And that’s okay. This blog is not filled with DIY, recipes, party planning, or whatever else you find on other blogs. It’s just not me. I’m the mom watching Disney movies and making microwave popcorn instead of finger painting. I’m the mom that finds things to do at home rather than go to the zoo during the week. I’m the mom that I am and I’m learning to accept it or change it. And right now, I’m going to accept it and spend the time with my kids at this age. When they’re in school, maybe I will bake every day. Maybe we’ll do cool crafts or maybe I’ll take up a crafting hobby and not spend my money on the stuff I can just buy instead. Who knows?! But right now, I’m just going to be me. 🙂