Okay with Me.

This post has been a long time coming as I think about this all the time and I know most other mothers (and all women) do.

But I have a hard time putting it into words...but that is what having a blog is all about, right? I started this blog for a place to pour out my heart, translate my feelings, and just process all the things that were happening in our lives.

Being okay with me.

I often doubt my abilities, my motivation level, my "momness." I have been blessed with an opportunity to stay home with our baby. A chance I honestly never thought I would have. I cherish it, I celebrate it, but I worry I don't always do it justice.

My house is not organized or tidy enough, my meals aren't gourmet enough (heck that's if I make them), and I don't find the spare time to craft, blog, or really do anything "extra."

I was feeling a little blue about it one day, and talking to my rock of a hubby and he's like, "Who cares?  You take incredible care of our son. He's happy, healthy, and you play and teach him all day long."

Oh my stars, I love this man. He meant it so deeply in his heart that he teared up. He doesn't care about the "extra" stuff so why should I?

I look at the the blogs, pinterest, and magazines out there and constantly compare myself to the point of feeling worthless and really when my husband said that it was such a moment of clarity.

I don't need all of that. I love my life. I love my husband. I love my son.

We are blessed beyond measure.

And this is all we need.