Alright, mamas — I’m about to take a big detour from the scheduled toddler tips and DIYs.
It’s about to get
a little really personal in here, so grab a cup of coffee and settle into a nice, cozy chair.
I started this blog a few months ago with big dreams. Gigantic dreams, actually.
I wanted to inspire young moms in their journey through motherhood. I wanted to encourage moms to find joy in the middle of the everyday, routine moments. I wanted to be a resource for moms who feel the weight of motherhood and help them see the beauty in the work they are doing.
Instead, my blog has quickly filled with more tasks to add to a growing to-do list. More jobs for moms to complete in order to be a “good” mom. More chores, more crafts, more…everything.
Pinterest loves these types of posts — and even I do on occasion. But, it’s not all I wanted you, my sweet mama reader, to take away from me at the end of the day.
And the fact of the matter is that I write these posts to avoid the uncomfortable, messy ones…the ones where my (many) flaws are revealed.
I’m a perfectionist to the core and I’ve been that way as long as I can remember. It’s pretty easy these days to twist perfectionism into a good thing. I often find myself using the term “perfectionist” when I talk about something I do really well — and I think a lot of others do this, too. But, in reality, my perfectionism is largely driven by what others will think of me.
What will others think if they see me in the drive-thru line at McDonald’s?
What will others think if they show up to my house and it looks like a disaster zone?
What will others think if they know that I yell when I get angry or flustered?
What will others think if they know that I really struggle in my daily walk with God?
And I’d even go so far to say that social media has exponentially increased this in me. I see other moms who clearly have it all together. They have perfect houses, perfect hair, perfect marriages, perfect children, and perfect homecooked meals. So I feel the need to prove to others (and myself) that I’m right there, too. That I have it all together, 100% of the time.
And, you know what? The need to be perfect completely defeats me every single time.
Perfectionism robs me of joy and contentment by demanding more.
Perfectionism paralyzes me from taking initiative by waiting for the perfect timing or circumstances.
Perfectionism damages my relationships by placing unrealistic expectations on others.
Perfectionism keeps me from opening up and allowing myself to be vulnerable by placing shame on my imperfections and pride in my heart.
But the good news? I don’t have to be perfect.
Whew! What a relief that is.
Letting others see my weaknesses magnifies Christ. Allowing others to see that I don’t have it all together keeps the focus off of me and, instead, points them to Christ — because it’s not about me and never has been.
9 But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. 10 For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
How powerful is that? How wonderful is that kind of grace? Grace that is sufficient for my needs as a woman, wife, mom, daughter, sister, friend…you name it. Grace that allows me to find contentment and joy in my circumstances. Grace that finds power in God’s approval of me instead of the approval of others.
Moving forward on the blog, I’m taking down this facade of perfectionism. I want you to see my flaws and shortcomings because, ultimately, I want you to see Him.
So, I’d really love to know what you want for me to share. I’m an open book and I’ll do my best to give real, honest answers…no matter how scary it might be for me in the process. I don’t have all the answers. I won’t always say the right things. But, I’ll write what I can and pray about the rest. I’d love to hear your thoughts through a private message, Facebook, Instagram, or in the comments below.