More and more women I talk to are felling the pressure.
Feeling the burden.
As a “modern” woman we are expected to rear the children, care for the home, do our Christian duty and serve the community, serve the church, serve our husbands, bring in an income, and keep everything in order in the home and in our lives..not to mention the pressure to be physically atractive (and by todays standards that is no easy task).
The pressure mounds, and mounds and mounds.
The more I talk to women the more I realize I am not the only one feeling the pressure. The pressure to feel ..good enough. The unrealistic expectations of television wives with emmaculate homes, fresh manicured landscaped lawns, delicious (and I am sure 100% organic) five course meals served on perfectly set tables, plenty of time to hit the gym, meet some friends, go to the salon and be home in time for dinner with the husband and kids looking like they just stepped out of Vogue magazine.
That is exhausting just thinking about it. I struggle some days more than others but all of that is on the ain’t gonna happen list!
So how did it happen?? How did we put all of this pressure on our selves to acheive more and more??
And how do we fix it?
I would LOVE to say I have all the answers but sorry honey …this ain’t that kida blog. This is the blog of a perfection seeking but never achieving woman. And I am in that same boat of never feeling like I measure up. But I think we ALL need to team up and decide that our BEST is GOOD ENOUGH!
We are our own worst enimies. I know by talking with my hubby that he is never thinking what I think he is thinking.
That he is not worried that I didn’t get the house PERFECT (or even close for that matter) before he came home.
That he is not wondering why I decided that frumpy is the new sexy for the day.
That he does not care my plans of having a quiet evening together blew up in our face with us instead carting our kids to the practices I THOUGHT was tomorrow.
That he is not mad when I tell him I was in a rush and thought the tractor in a higher gear would be ok and I hit the house ( in my defense we a renovating and going to be residing the house anyway).
He is happy that I love him, love the kids, and try my best to be a good wife and mother. He is happy that we are a team. And, I should be too.
I know this and I am good at preaching it…still working on following it:-)