Sometimes I wonder where I got the idea of the perfect mom from. Is it an idea for us to strive for? Is it the same as the idea of perfection that leads us to God? Is it from God, or is it completely unrealistic? Maybe all the goals of the Christian life are a little unrealistic. Maybe that's why we're called hypocrites, but it doesn't make it a less worthy goal.
Sometimes I feel like I have so many balls in the air that if one falls, all of them tumble down. This sortof happened tonight. I'm so thankful, however, that it brings me to my knees. Where are the moms that have it together? Are they just waiting for the balls to drop?
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