i don't know how she does it....

I have never seen this movie but when it came out people...many people...made comments about me..... "is this about you or what" and I get that all the time..."I don't know how you do it" and I smile and look down and think geez....if they only knew what my bedroom looked like today.....or that I have washed the clothes in the washer three times because I can't seem to get them out and in the dryer before they smell funny.
Maybe it's because they don't really know me....Maybe because they only see my Facebook life...I am not sure. I guess, in their defense,  they are seeing this.....

 A day with PTA planning.....

hours spent at School volunteering....

 T shirts made for Juvenile Diabetes Walks......

 and one whipped up in the morning for my Middle Schooler......

 Little girls that match head to toe.....

 XC Mom duties fulfilled......for 100 kids I love to death...

 there to cheer on my kids at every step....

playdates.....

 and nights out....dolled up.... with a best friend who loves me more than life....

 and a man who loves me more than life.....

 So how does "she" do it? 

 I don't know about "she" but I don't, people......I don't.

I struggle every day.....everyday.....and my life ....and my self are so far from perfect it's funny! My life is crazy....crazy. I am talking CRA-CRA......but wonderful too.  All the above pics are are real...I did all that....I do all that....but when you are rocking something out...something goes by the way side...it just does....I don't care who you are.

While I was pressing t shirts for the diabetes walk.....the shoes got out of control.....

 While I was working so hard on Cross Country stuff....an entire bag of mismatched socks happened....

 While I was doing PTA stuff.....the 4th of July decoration wait for me in the hall.....still....waiting to be put away......it's knocking on September....

and a tote that was dropped off to my front porch 3 weeks ago....sat out side for a week and now has been inside for 2 weeks...right by the front door...it may be a permeant fixture...it looks a little like an table for an entry way....right?

 and forget the ding room...that is always piles...and piles..... of to do...to take....to organize....

 and the steps are always filled with stuff to take up or take down.....

yesterday I found that my body was with a fever and I was achy from head to toe....I literally could not move.

I don't do it all.....I just don't. No one does....no one can.

 Most days I am without make up....but WITH the people I love most......and yes I had my hair done for the Pink Tie Ball last weekend...but before that...the last time I had my hair styled for an event was my wedding day...13 years ago.

  I spend my days....taking care of the people I love and the friends and people and organizations they are involved in....that's why we love Goshen and North.....and XC and OC Tigers...and Gym tyme.....and give them our time and our hearts.....it's just all part of an extension of the love I have for my children. It's how I roll...it's what my hearts knows...and makes me happy.

 As moms we are all doing the best we can every day....... and every day brings a new challenge...every day has a new focus...a new need that steps forward....kicking and screaming.... saying "take care of me first!!!"    Maybe it's a Kindergarten girl who is struggling with separation from home and moma....a middle school runner who is struggling to perform and is starting to worry and wonder....a little boy who misses his friends....a dog with an ear infection....a lonely great grandma....all of this which sits on top of the other commitments you heart has....its just a pile....and you sift through it and take care of what matters most.....and at the end of the day the pile is always still there...it never ends or has a bottom. And that is why the 4th of July decorations are still there.....I will eventually get them put away....hopefully before Halloween! :) I know I am not "she" ....I am just me....doing the best I can....struggling and faltering every step of the way...but as long as I am doing it with love...well......I am good with that...and I hope after you have seen my bag of mismatched socks you are still good with me too. :)