CJ got his first dirt bike tonight and it made me think about the person I am versus the type of person I had planned on being.
When you are young you have all these ideas (should be called fantasies) about your future. I know I did. I had it all planned out and knew exactly the type of mom I was going to be and the type of life I would have.
My kids were going to be perfect, there would never be the need to yell. My house was going to be perfect. My career was going to be fun and well, perfect. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do but it was either going to be in the sports field or for a major corporation. My marriage was going to be perfect, divorce was not something *I* was going to go through.
Life is funny because we have all these 'ideas' (fantasies) of what we will do and how our life will go. It never turns out the way we plan.
I didn't have 2 kids as I planned, I had 4. My kids aren't perfect and at least once a day I have to raise my voice to be heard over the chaotic noise of 4 kids between the ages of 10 and almost 1. At least once a day one of the kids talks back, pouts or stomps off. I have a 3 year old so we are in the "No, I won't do THAT" stage.
My house is never 'clean'. I constantly live in a state of semi organized clutter. Toys litter the living room AND playroom. A good day is when only 3 laundry baskets are full instead of 5.
I work in the wedding industry and work from home. Most of the time I am rushing to meet deadlines in my pajamas that are soaked with baby drool and 3 yo sticky finger prints. Many days I have the added bonus of either a hairstyle by a 3 yo or some type of food in my hair from the same 3 yo's sticky fingers. When I do work out of the house it's at a dog grooming shop, so I am covered in dog hair.
I was divorced by the time ODS was 1, separated by the time he was 6 months old.
So, what the heck happened??? Life of course:)
Plans are just dreams in our head. The reality is often so much different than any plans we make. Things happen that change our plans so drastically. Spouses leave, birth control fails, you inherit a condition that changes your ENTIRE life.
I am actually grateful for the realities that have changed my life plans.
My kids talk back sometimes. Often they are loud and sometimes whiny. There are A LOT of them:) But they are amazing, wonderful kids. CJ is so bright and his knowledge amazes me daily (at 10 he's way smarter than I am). Christian is so sweet and kind. I love that he tells a classmate how beautiful she looks every Wednesday and he tells me that I am the best Mommy in the world. Caitlyn makes me laugh ALL the time. At 3 she is not afraid to be her own person and march to the beat of her own drummer (or her own Monkey in the backyard). Cara is such a sweet, happy girl. I often watch her play and wonder what she will be like in a couple of years. So, yes, I had more than 2 kids and yes, sometimes I have to yell, but I am glad things turned out this way.
I am glad I didn't have some fancy career as I planned. Working at home is hard and can be frustrating but I love my job and I love the freedom. I also love having the option to go into work on occasion and get adult interaction.
I have learned that I would rather play with the kids than have a spotless house. I've begun to find the toys littered everywhere oddly comforting. When I see them it reminds me that I have happy, active children.
I am even glad I got divorced. My first marriage gave me CJ and for that I am truly grateful. It also taught me alot about myself and that I had more inner strength than I thought. It also made me cherish my DH. My marriage now is less than perfect. We argue and I even yell sometimes, but I always remember what a good man he is and I appreciate what a great dad he is to the kids.
In a strange way I am even grateful for the Fibro. It taught me alot about what in life is important and how to push aside the other stuff. When you live with pain you have to change your daily life to accomodate your new reality. I take few things for granted now and take time to appreciate the small things in life. I also learned that self pity gets you nowhere, so you might as well make the most of the reality you are given.
I am biased but I think the reality of who I am is way better than the "me" I had planned.
Thank you Life:)