Oops! I missed last Thursday... as a matter of fact, I missed more than a week! I usually can't go more than just a couple of days without blogging. I've had a lot on my mind lately, though. It just hasn't been typed out yet. Anyway, anyone that knows me well, knows that I'm sometimes kinda hard on myself. I know I'm not the only one. I think we sometimes have a tendency to feel like we need to be perfect. I especially know a lot of moms that fit into that category. We all want to be perfect moms. I often compare myself with others. I don't have as clean or well decorated a house as this person... I'm not as good a cook or entertainer as this person... I haven't scrapbooked since my 10 year old was one... sometimes my disciplining is not consistent (mean mommy one minute, pushover the next)... my birthday cakes are nothing to write home about (unlike my sisters')... I forget that my kid is the star of the week... you get the picture. I'm so thankful for the little reminders I get once in a while that put things back into perspective for me. This post, on a blog I was reading this morning, was just the reminder I needed. I may not have some of the wonderful skills that some moms have, but I do have strengths that I need to embrace. At the end of the day, it doesn't matter if my kid's birthday cake didn't look perfect. If it tasted good and brought a smile to that child's face, that's what matters right? I'm just thankful that the Lord has trusted me with four sweet spirits to raise. He obviously didn't expect me to be perfect. And the smiles on their faces, and the sound of their laughter make me feel like I'm doing okay. Maybe imperfect really is perfect. :)















