Today, I'm linking up with
Becky at From Mrs. to Mama. She is hosting an amazing link-up today where we, as women, can just write.
And I just have to say that it couldn't have come at a better time.
The past 5 months of my life have been full of nothing but change. I moved out of the only home I'd known for the past 21 years, married my best friend, got semi-adjusted to life as a newlywed, then got thrown into the world of teaching at the beginning of the year when I began student teaching.
Don't get me wrong. These are all amazing things. But they are changes, nonetheless. And as a creature of habit, it has been terribly hard to struggle to find balance over the past few months.
Let's rewind a bit to the fall. We returned from our honeymoon and, to my delight, things just seemed to work themselves out. We both adjusted well to being newlyweds and I felt like I had it under control.
Then the new year came and my
college girl schedule quickly changed into the
real world of teaching. And, boy, was that ever an eye-opener?!
You see I will
openly admit that my biggest strength and downfall are that I am a
perfectionist. And the sad thing is that
I am the only one who brings these expectations on myself.
My husband does not expect things to be perfect. My family does not expect things to be perfect. My friends don't expect things to be perfect.
So why do I?
We all have that picture in our heads.
House always spotless, meals always home-cooked, society stresses our weight/appearance, etc. It is a never-ending vicious cycle.
Well, apparently my body finally decided last week that it had enough of the cycle. On Thursday, after feeling totally unlike myself for a few days, I finally visited the doctor and tested positive for Mono.
My body had literally had enough.
And so had I. I was exhausted.
I have since spent my days on bed rest and have been doing a whole lot of thinking. I am
done with putting those expectations on myself. They are weighing me down and only causing me to miss what
really matters in life.
I wasn't really sure where this post would be going when I started writing,
I just had to write. And I hope one of you ladies out there will choose to go with me and
screw perfectionism. Because the imperfect things are what we remember.
Here's to enjoying life as it comes... not as we picture it should be.