Perfection is over rated

I know it is shocking, but I am not perfect. I will give you a moment is get over the shock...haha. Even though I can say I'm not perfect doesn't stop me from trying to be. This past week has been tough and I only made it tougher for myself and Tyler by trying to live up to my idea of perfection. Being the "perfect wife" and the "perfect mother" is exhausting. One of the things that I struggle with is asking for help. I try to do everything myself and become overwhelmed and stressed out. I just let the stress of trying to be perfect build up and up until I snap. And I usually snap at poor Tyler because he is close by. Poor poor Tyler has been the victim of my beak downs SEVERAL times during our marriage.

Last night I took a big step for me...I asked Tyler for help. Addisyn was getting fussy and ready for bed, and I still had laundry to get done before work in the morning. Normally I would have put off the laundry, gotten Addisyn settled down and in bed, then gone back to the laundry and been up waiting for it to get done. Instead, I stepped out of my comfort zone and asked Tyler to give Addisyn her bedtime bottle and rock her. He gladly helped, and I was able to get the laundry done by the time Addisyn was put in her crib!

It was great to not feel stressed and try to do everything myself, but what was even better was watching Tyler and Addisyn snuggle together before bed. They have a special bond and relationship and it is so neat to see them interact with each other, even when its just snuggling. That girl loves her Daddy, and her Daddy loves her more than she will ever know.

So I have decided, perfection is over rated. I would much rather watch Tyler and Addisyn together then get stressed out trying to do everything myself. (I will always do the laundry myself though. I cannot stand the way Tyler folds clothes...lol)