I'm not perfect.
I dont have it all together all the time....or even most of the time these days.
I dont have a home-cooked meal on the table every night....and sometimes not at all in a week.
I havent lost the baby weight from having my 2nd daughter.
I dont have my makeup done and hair looking great most days.
I dont even put effort into my clothes a lot of the time.
I dont eat very healthy.
I dont have all the right answers.
I dont say the right thing at the right time.
I dont have a fully decorated home.
My house isnt clean most days.
Laundry is never caught up.
I'm late for things.
I forget things. Alot.
I dont go to the gym. Or even exercise right now.
I havent read any books in years.
I dont have any really special talents.
Somedays we dont leave the house.
I'm not always prepared.
My car is far from clean.
I let my kids watch more tv than I probably should.
I dont even know what my "retirement" fund is.
I should be more educated on current global situations.
I havent a clue if I'm raising my daughters the right way.
I'm not perfect. Not even close. And I'm not afraid to admit it.
But I'm facing obstacles everyday and trying my very hardest and, right now, that's all anyone can expect.