Taking Out My Yard Stick……

measurement

Theodore Roosevelt said, “comparison is the thief of joy.” The funny thing about this quote is I completely agree with it. I mean, it is one of those quotes that you just want to pull a “Tom Cruise” (AKA jump on a couch and shout it from the rooftop, or would the correct term be couch top?) Anyways, you get my point. However, just because I totally feel Theo with this comment does not mean I don’t compare myself to others. It is so easy to do!

The situation is always ripe for some fresh comparison. I mean, the world makes it so freakin’ easy to compare yourself to others. All you have to do is look online, Facebook, commercials, TV shows, movies, the magazines at the checkout lines, or the other moms ANYWHERE you go……..” look at me, look at me!! Don’t you wish you were more like me?” 😦 😦 At least, that is what they say in my crazy, little head. (Mmmm….note to self, maybe calling yourself crazy isn’t the best way to get readers.” Eh! Who isn’t crazy these days?!?!

I think this is even harder for moms. You don’t just find yourself comparing yourself to other moms, but sometimes you also find yourself comparing your children. (I know that sounds horrible. I don’t do this often, but I vowed to be honest with this blog.) Let me clarify, I don’t mean that I would want any children other than my own. I mean, more like the material stuff. I am really bad about comparing my physical appearance and success up against other moms. For example, my son has to be at pre-k by 7:45 am and I find myself looking at some of the moms that have their hair and makeup on and are dressed to the nines. I’m talking stiletto heels and all! The rational part of me thinks, “ok, Lana, they could have to be at work by 8:00. If I was still at my office job I would have to be dressed up too.” The emotional part of me knows that not all of them have a job to go to and I wonder how early they have to get up to look like that! I look nice, not slouchy, no pajamas, and my hair is usually fixed but I don’t have makeup on. Call me crazy, but I already get up at 5:45, if I wanted to look like a 10 I would have to get up at like, I don’t know, midnight? I also struggle with the weight thing too. I have had a really hard time trying to shed the baby weight from my second child. I got back into my pre-pregnancy pants pretty quickly after my first. I look at some moms and wish I could be their size.

So here is the thing, I am so glad I decided to write this post because I am slowly starting to see how ridiculous I sound. I have to remember that I don’t know these people. I don’t know their stories. I have no idea what really goes on for them. I also have to believe that even some of the moms that seem so strong and confident in who they are even have days of doubt. I can’t judge my success or improvement based on other women. I have to look at myself and see how far I have come. I will brag for a minute. I have recently lost 9 pounds in four weeks. It’s been hard work for me and I watch every little thing I put into my mouth, but I feel so much better! I’m inspired to keep going and then, who knows, maybe I will be one of those moms that get dressed to the nines to take their kids to school. Let’s be honest, maybe I would do that once or twice a month! I love my sleep too dang much! πŸ™‚

I’ll let you in on a little secret. Pay attention to this part. If you get nothing else from this post, please, get this. Your children DON’T CARE what clothes you wear or how your hair looks. They only care that you SHOWED UP. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ When you look back on your life. You aren’t going to remember what you wore on their first day of pre-k. You are going to remember the hug and smile they gave you before they walked off to start their little adventure. Love Yourself. Listen to your children and not the world around you. The world around you likes to play tricks on your mind. Your children just love you for being you. Who would you rather get validation from?

Love All You Mamas (Even the ones that are reading this in their stilettos and size 2 pants) πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚Β 

 

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