Supermom

So do any of you know any of those moms that seem to have everything together? They arrive places on time, their kids are picture perfect, they blog about the cute little crafts their kids do, they make awesome homemade-totally-healthy-yet-delicious-meals. Their kids have strict bedtime routines, all their children know how to read by the age of 2, and they arrive everywhere with their hair styled, incredibly fashionable outfit with matching boots, and they run marathons on the side?

Yes, I have met plenty of women that *seem* to have it much more together than I do. I try not to compare, but it is hard isn't it? Honestly, my kids don't have a set bedtime. I like to see them in bed around 8 pm, but some nights it just doesn't happen. There are plenty of days when we do cereal for breakfast, pb & j for lunch, and cereal again for dinner. I wish I had these awesome solutions for misbehaving but sometimes everyone just has to sit on time out for a bit while I shut myself in my room. And here's the kicker: sometimes I do let my kids have a (oh no!) sugar-loaded, non kosher, totally fattening chocolate chip cookie. I rock out sweats and a t shirt on a daily basis and throw my hair in a pony tail. I could go on & on, but my whole point is that I came across this quote (which I have read before but it meant more to me now):

"I don’t want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenk’s lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor’s children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone’s garden. I want to be there with children’s sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived." -Marjorie Hinckley


More Sis Hinckley quotes:



"Home is where you are loved the most and act the worst."

"How did a nice girl like me get into a mess like this?"

"There are some years in our lives that we would not want to live again. But even these years will pass away, and the lessons learned will be a future blessing."

"I decided that if I live to be 85 I'd stop counting calories and eat anything I want. And I do! I would make my mother's lemon pie but I've given up cooking too."