I’m successful.  Am I successful? What is success?

I have no idea how women work and take care of a family at the same time. I’ve been failing miserably at it for a few years now. I took the summer off and spent every single minute of every day with my kidlets. I loved every stinkin’ minute of it.

This summer I was present. I was 100% in tune with who my kids are and important life changing conversations took place.  Conversations about sex, drugs, violence, bullying, war, poverty… you name it, we covered it. My kids were engaged. I was present.

Balance

Balance, it’s a ridiculous word… nothing is every balanced forever, now is it? Think about it. Things are in balance, and it isn’t a permanent state. Nothing is, so we women folk should stop being so hard on ourselves. Get over it. Balance is a verb, it’s constant motion … accept it. Word.

My family deserves better

I’m not going to let the “shiny” cheat my kids of me. I’m pretty darn fantastic, so really, it’s a crime for me to be a workaholic! I love what I do and I’ll keep doin’ it, but there’ll be less of my fabulosity to go around. If yer lucky enough to be offered a slice of me, treat me well, ya hear?

Organize. Balance. Order. Prioritize. If I have these with work but not at home, well – that isn’t exactly success is it?

My stats may suck, my bank account is empty, my workload is light – but my family has actually eaten a healthy home cooked meal 4 nights in a row. Oh, and the christmas wrapping paper tub is no longer sitting in the middle of my closet…. amazing.

I shall succeed.

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