A couple weeks ago I was pretty down in the dumps. I always call the blogging world a never-ending rat race. There is always newer, younger, prettier, skinnier, (insert whatever adjective here) bloggers coming out. I was feeling particularly “mom-ish,” uncool and old. Why am I even blogging? Is anyone even reading? Should I just move on since I feel like I’m just getting passed by? I began to berate myself with questions as I invited myself to a Pity Party for one.
I think that everyone probably comes to a point in their life where they feel like this. Perhaps, in whatever career you have. Or maybe even as a mom there is always that super cool mom that shows up at the school all put together with a perfect, organic, handmade lunch for her perfectly styled kid. While you are in workout clothes (with no intention of working out) and a bag of Chik-Fil-A in hand. Yep – that was me and I’d been pretty much living in the “athleisure trend.”
So I did what many girls would do…I called my sister. After dishing out my blah-ness to her she calmly asked… “Tori – have you ever thought that maybe I get jealous of YOU?” She went on to give me the good kick in the pants that I needed. She made me remember all of the opportunities, blessings and achievements that I’ve done. She reminded me that I should be proud of myself. And through all that she reminded me to be grateful. I’ll admit – at first I didn’t like hearing it. I felt even worse about myself but then that kick in the pants turned in to a new outlook.
While I might not be able to do everything that I wanted to with blogging or work I remembered that I have two boys who are worth every minute I spend with them. And you know what… I was doing a pretty good job being their mommy as well as trying to build my career. And I had a husband who could care less how successful I was and would love me through it all. And my house might be a mess but we had a lot of fun together making that mess! And I might not have makeup on or be dressed up but I was still up at the school ready to volunteer even if I only had an hour to give.
We are all doing the best that we can and I think we need to give ourselves a break. One day those young bloggers will be in the same position I am now – pulled in a million different directions, feeling passed up and left behind. And I hope that they receive that good kick in the pants that my sister gave me.
P.S. Love you MaeMae! Thanks for listening!
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