For years I worried tremendously about what others thought of me. I constantly stressed myself out trying to keep a neat house, dinner cooked every night, exercise, eat healthy, have the right clothes, make up, oh the list can go on and on. I have come to a point in my life where I am fully accepting of what I am and what I am not. Now I'm not saying that I'm giving up or conforming to my disastrous tendencies but I am willing to admit where I am at this point in my life. I am messy because I have chosen to be. Having my house neat and organized is something I'd love to have but with all that I have going on it has been on the back burner. I will put down what I'm doing to watch a movie with my 4 year old, even if it's a movie we've seen a million times (Frozen). Play rehearsals, baseball, soccer, movie nights even watching documentaries with my husband. Finally accepting this about myself has helped with my overall outlook. I try my hardest every single day to do better than I did the day before and that has to be enough. At this point in my life my children are young and I want to enjoy every moment I have with them. I'm hoping as they get older they won't remember me as this crazy lady who was forgetful and messy but rather as their Mom who loved them with all she had.