"It was the best of times. It was the worst of times". Oh, Mr Dickens, you certainly said a mouthful with that one! There is so much good, ridiculously good, stuff happening in my life right now it seems sooo#firstworldproblem to complain. And, as much as I'm trying to live in the positive, I have to admit that it's not all rainbows and unicorns around these parts. I worry. A lot. Some of the things that keep me up all night are things that I can control,but most of them are not. Right now I'm stressing a lot about parenting. What kind of mom have I been? Have I given them everything they need? Have a done a good enough job? And the list goes on and on and on. My children are almost out of the house. Next month, one of them will be moving far away from home. It's not a choice I would make for her but I know that I have to allow her to make her own choices-to learn,become independent, to learn that it's ok to make the wrong choice, to deal with success and disappointments. But, damn, y'all it's hard!
And, sometimes, when those little slivers of doubt or worry or fear make it tough to see the forest for the trees, the only thing you can do is put on one of your favorite dresses, apply a little bit of red lipstick, break out a pair of long forgotten(but still awesome heels!) and get happy.
I think every parent has those thoughts and its healthy to re-evaluate. But just do the best you can and when all else fails, put on a pretty dress and APPEAR to be the perfect parent. Hahaa! You look lovely, Courtnee.
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