Wednesday, 21 December 2011
Contentment: A feeling of calm satisfaction.
Have you ever yearned for that feeling? That sense of "ahhh?" Being a full-time working mom (does that even exist anymore?), you rarely get these moments in life. From late night elementary homework, to arguing with your husband before bed on who gets to feed the baby, who gets to change the baby, and who gets to help the older child get ready for bed. ---- and hey! Who left that dirty diaper on my side of the bed!???!!-- you strive for perfection, a routine. Sometimes we wonder how Suzy down the street does it. I mean come on! How DOES she do it all? 3-4-5-6 kids, no baby flab, hottie husband, sporty minivan, manicured lawn, and wait! They just CAME BACK from vacation, and here they go again!
We all go through this jealousy. This mean-green thing we wish would go away. I have this from time to time, I won't lie. I wish I had it all---SUPER MOM. What a title. I want the cellulite free legs! The perky twins! The sporty minivan with the flat-screen tv for my girls! The full time position on Kylie's PTA! The husband who sends me flowers at work! The fancy house with granite counter tops and matching kitchen appliances- I want, I want, I want! But do I really need these things to be happy??
I had to answer my own question. So I sat down one evening and thought about these things-- About Suzy's seamless life, and my own wrinkles and rough edges. Yes I compared, and yes it made me sad. One thing I asked myself is "Was Suzy really happy?". Was she? Well I didn't live in their home, I didn't know. But was I?
My life is by far not perfect. I don't have the $100,000, $200,000 or $300,000 home. I don't have my dream mini-van, the perfect husband, yadda-yadda. I could go on and on. But hey! I have a roof over my head (even though it's 30+yrs old). I have two beautiful daughters who I wouldn't trade for anything. I have a car that RUNS and is RELIABLE. I have a full time job. I have a husband who helps me around the house, and keeps my head on straight... and is good looking to ME!
My point is I am happy. I don't need glorious riches to enjoy life... I love my life. I am CONTENT. I am the mom who you'll see chasing a crying 6yr old in Wal-Mart while holding a crying baby- covered in curdled Similac. I am the mom with the little gas saver Nissan- missing two hubcaps-- but I still make it on time. I am the woman with the husband who wears mis-matched clothes-Birks in winter- ( and he smells like Similac too!) I am the women you'll see working happily in her crab-grass filled yard. I am me. And I am happy. I don't have much, but I have a family, I have my faith. I have everything I ever wanted and don't need anymore. Suzy may have everything but is she happy? Is she content? I'll never know. She'll always want more and more.
I won't waste my time worrying about the Jones' anymore. I am content.
PS- I love my stinky husband!