When I was a little girl playing dress-up and house I always imagined myself as the wife who always greeted her husband with a kiss and dinner perfectly on the table. As a mom I would always have time for my kids and there was no question if I had enough patience because of course I did. My pretend time as a little girl consisted of me being the PERFECT stay at home wife and mommy. Everything would always be clean and tidy, dinner would never have a "weird taste", and of course it would be on the table promptly at 5. Ohh the dreams of a little girl who didn't know that the "S" truly was not painted on my chest.
Let me tell you how life is wearing my big girl panties... I did marry my prince charming, I am a full-time working mommy (which I do love), dinner often has a funky "opps I forgot 5 ingredients" taste, I often forget to look at my husband a greet him with a smile let alone a kiss, and somehow the laundry multiplies with the simple act of closing the closet doors. But, I wouldn't trade my life for anything. Yes it is nowhere near perfect and it never will be. Some moments I want to lock myself in the bathroom just to have a piece of chocolate in pure silence (I have done this). But, at the end of the day when I see the joy in my children's eyes... I am BLESSED.