The Realist Mom Story
Have you ever stood in your kitchen at midnight, tears streaming down your cheeks, because you’re exhausted and you still have 48 cupcakes to frost just so for your daughter’s class party the next day? I have been there and lived to tell about it.
This blog is for you. Realist Mom was created to support and encourage the moms who try to do it all, but know it isn’t really possible. I’m here to tell you that you are not the only one who feels this way; not the only one worries if they’re doing it right. I’m here to tell you it’s okay. You will never be perfect, but you will always be awesome.
I once sat at a sewing machine until 2am, embroidering names on t-shirts for my daughter’s entire class. I’ve made hundreds of cupcakes. Valentines. Party favors. On top of laundry and cooking and cleaning and dieting and teaching my dogs to not pee in the house.
I got sucked in. I wanted everything to look perfect. To BE perfect.
In 2010, I started this blog with the intention of keeping it real – of being a voice of reason in a world that wants Moms to do it all – and do it well, organically and while dressed in a Pinterest-worthy ensemble.
I got sucked in. I wanted everything to look perfect. To BE perfect. To live up to what everyone thought I should be. Ha. Ha. Ha.
Then, in 2012, I found myself standing in the bathroom of my big house in fancy shoes, on the eve of my only grandmother’s funeral wondering why all my husband’s stuff wasn’t in the closet.
And then things got REALLY real. I stopped writing. I think I may have stopped breathing – or maybe it just felt that way.
Moments like that – they teach you what is real, and what isn’t.
I have three amazing kids who bring so much laughter and love to my life, it’s incredible. They also generate a staggering amount of laundry, are an without an “inside voice” and have yet to master the concept of cleaning up after one’s self. Happily, the dogs no longer pee in the house. We live in Upstate NY – the real upstate – not the Westchester upstate of my Brooklyn youth.
If you’re looking for a idealized version of life – you should probably keep moving. For a long time, I lived a life that looked “perfect” on the outside and yet, it so wasn’t. I struggled with letting that life go – but now that I have – I’m so much happier.
I love the dash. Especially (space)dash(space).
I love Scrabble.
I love basil and I hate cilantro.
Pride and Prejudice is my version of chicken soup. But only the BBC version with Colin Firth.
My toes are extremely long. So long, I can write with them. Just sayin’.
Wet paper makes me gag.
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