Perfectly Not Perfect

I stood in my kitchen for the billionth time that day pondering the messy mess that seemed to get to my nerves every day at some point in the day. As a mom of three kids, four years and under, for a whole year long, there were days I felt like I was falling apart when it really was only my home that needed repair... but maybe my heart too. So, I coined this phrase on a sticky note to help remind me what I’m doing as a mom is really not only helping my kids, but they are helping ME. Therefore I wrote on that yellow sticky note, 

“My kids ruined my life to save me from ruining it on my own.”