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My Mother Invented Necessity...Or Something Like That!

I do not love sewing.

I know how to sew, although my lack of attention to detail dictates that no one ever look on the inside of a garment I have made. Ever.

I do keep a scrapbook, but it will certainly never win any awards or make it into one of those cutsie magazines.

I cannot knit and I crochet like I have feet where my hands should be. My quilts would undoubtedly be crooked if I ever got around to making any. There is dust on nearly every flat surface in my house and at least one rotten vegetable in my fridge.

I am no good at throwing dinner parties. I cannot decorate to save my life and there are no "best dressed" awards in my future either.

I will never be PTA president.

That being said... I do enjoy cooking and if you do not like what I make for dinner, there is always toast because I am nice. Sometimes there is even homemade butter to go on it.

I love the outdoors, camping, yoga, hiking, and biking.

I love God.

Music is a high priority in my life. Making music and listening to it bring me great joy.

I have at least five books going at all times and I still love to read aloud to my kids, even though they all know how to read themselves.

I am funny. I still like to color and glue stuff to construction paper. I can think of at least 10 things to do with an old box and I recycle like crazy. I also compost my kitchen scraps. I love to garden, and while my garden never looks perfect, it brings me pleasure (also fruits,veggies and eggs).

I always vote.

Ok, so the point? My friend recently lent me a book about mothering and the opening paragraph was all I really needed to read to get that little light bulb to go off. Although I am finishing it anyway.

"Can you imagine what the world would be like if all the mothers in the world were exactly alike in how they behaved, in their approach to motherhood, and in the strengths and talents they shared with their families? I confess I feel great relief in knowing that we can each be our own kind of mom, a complete original unlike any other mother on the face of the planet. If we as mothers do something we absolutely love alongside raising children we absolutely love, we will almost guarantee that our children will be raised in an atmosphere steeped in joy."

-Debra Sansing Woods, It's Okay To Take A Nap

That is the point.

I could shut up now and all you moms out there would have received the message that I want to convey, but if you ever read my blog you will know it is hard to shut me up.

But really, is not that all we want for our be "steeped in joy". What more is there? If I begrudgingly go about activities that I don't enjoy in the name of "perfect" parenting, where does that leave me or my kids at the end of the day?

I am guessing tired. And not just nap tired!

Sometimes I have wished that I was a different kind of mother. The kind that could knit and sew and bottle peaches. That was good at making kids do chores and teaching them to always send thank you cards. That each room in our house was straight off the showroom floor complete with handcrafted quilts on the beds and stunning one of a kind baby scrapbooks on the shelves.

And, and, and...

But that's not me. In the end I think there will be more joy in my home if I learn to capitalize on my strengths. Do I have to know how to do everything? Nope. Do I have to drive myself crazy trying? No way! Can I learn new things? Of course! Can I find joy in those "must-do's" of motherhood? Certainly! Will I constantly strive to be a better person, friend, wife, and mother? Yes!

This is me. I am one of a stinkin' kind! And in the end I want to be the kind of mother who finds joy in doing things I love with people I love (and also mopping the floors).

Quote of the Day: "Today you are you, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is youer than you." Dr. Seuss, philosopher and poet.

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