I am a major homebody. I could literally go days and days without ever leaving my house. But the more I'm home... the more I realize that I'm always searching for that 'perfect homey moment'. You know... the ones that all your friends seem to have on facebook or instagram. The picture of them propping their feet up during nap time... with a perfectly placed vase of fresh flowers in the background.
Sometimes I find myself assuming that if this small glimpse into their living room appears so picturesque... then the rest of their home (and even life) must naturally be the same.
I've noticed that I'll have a moment to actually sit and enjoy a cup of lukewarm coffee, but instead of enjoying myself, the imperfections of my surroundings jump out at me. Ok... I'll just get another round of laundry going THEN I'll sit down and enjoy life.
Of course, as a mom of 3 little ones, I'm learning to lay aside many of my perfectionist tendencies. Lately I've felt such a surge of panic arise as I search for that perfect 'enjoy your cup of coffee with fresh flowers in the background' moment. But, alas, perfection is quite the illusion in this house.
So I thought I'd take a look around my house today. I want to capture all the 'perfectly chaotic' moments that I usually overlook in my quest for 'my perfect' moment.
So, welcome to my home...
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| Tents in the living room |
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| Fall decorations |
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| Half-folded laundry on the couch |
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| Millie Precious Darlin |
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| Doodle's tea party |
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| Pretty flowers... (although a bit moldy) |
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| Busy calendar... and apparently I'm a few days behind. |
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| Beautifully organized linens... (that have been on the dining room table for weeks) |
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| Extremely unorganized crafts... a daily source of frustration. |
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| Unorganized baby clothes... but hey, they're clean. |
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| Elliot's 'bun-bun' waiting patiently for bedtime. |
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| More laundry in Adeline's crib. |
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| ... and even more laundry in our bedroom |
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| Doodle's unmade bed... |
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| Adorable bookshelf... |
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| the entrance way... |
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| New pictures finally hung... |
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| Brotha's main source of transportation these days. |
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| Curious George has been in time out all day... poor thing. |
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| Our beautiful tile floor that needs to be redone due to Elliot's tractor ridin' habit. |
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| My favorite blanket, made from some of my great grandma's old dresses. |
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Dirty windows...
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It helps for me to be able to stop for a minute, lay aside my idea of perfection... and allow my eyes to be opened to God's idea of perfection.
As I was just sitting on the couch, cringing at the dirty window... it took me a while, but I noticed that in the midst of the smears and smudges, is a PERFECT little handprint. A little handprint that won't be little for long. A smudge of perfection that I could've missed out on.
I'm thanking the Lord today for changing my focus... so I can see HIS PERFECT FINGERPRINTS all over my beautiful, loud, chaotic, sometimes clean but mostly messy house.
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