I'm just not that mom.
The one who has it all together.
I have gotten frustrated with my kids way too much this week.
Missed football practice and wrestling sign ups.
My kids haven't had baths since Sunday.
I forgot to wear deodorant Monday.
Haven't prayed as often as I should.
Spewed my negativity on others in the "need" to vent.
I have cried over not being pretty enough.
I have spoke when I shouldn't.
I wear frumpy clothes and most days sport a messy bun.
My sink is full of dishes.
There is weeding that desperately needs tending to.
I'm not a great cook.
Decorating....you have got to be kidding me, how do you ladies figure this stuff out?!
There are spots on the carpets, spots on the walls and handprints all over the windows.
I don't have it all together.
I just don't.
And today is one of those days where not having it all together reminds me
that I'm a failure.
A big ole mom fail.
.........thankfully I have found grace. And even though I wish I had a glass of wine to drink. And wish I could just get it together. I'm glad to Him I don't have to be perfect. He takes me just as I am, messy bun and all.