world's okayest mom, channel momBy The World’s Okayest Mom, Christen Spratt

You are not the only one who didn’t shave her legs, forgot to put on mascara, and didn’t make her bed this morning.

You are not the only one who hasn’t washed her hair in days.
{Dry shampoo doesn’t count, but thank God for it!}

You are not the only one who raised her voice before sending the kids off to school.

You are not the only one who had to ask a bazillion times to get the basic hygiene needs met for your people.
(Is it really too much to ask… for them to brush their teeth, comb their hair and flush the toilet all in the same morning?)

You are not the only one who prayed with the kids in the carpool lane in hopes of making the day better after such a horrendous morning.

You are not the only one who fed your kids a breakfast that started out frozen, served a lunch that didn’t include food art, and created a monochromatic dinner highly unworthy of a magazine photo shoot.
(Your people are being nourished and sometimes that just has to be good enough.)

You are not the only one who had to “fluff” that load in the dryer multiple times or rewash the stinky load in the washer… three times.
(Your people won’t go naked. Indecent exposure/misdemeanor avoided.)

You are not the only one who has a ring in her toilet, dust on her shelves, and cobwebs in the corners.

You are not the only one who fought with her spouse this week, said something hurtful, and had to ask forgiveness.

You are not the only one who has turned to food, television, or wine for comfort.

You are not the only one who feels like they are drowning, failing, and barely surviving.

You are not the only one who has spent the wee hours of night replaying and regretting the day.

You are not the only one who thought it would be different.

It is all these feelings of defeat, not being/or doing enough, and generally falling short that make us feel like we are alone. The sad part is… the list of inadequacies could be lines, paragraphs and pages longer.

If we are being honest these are the thoughts/feelings we keep hidden away…
we don’t chat about these struggles at MOPs, the bus stop, or on the sidelines of the lacrosse game.
and sadly…
these are the very things which imprison us.

I spent many years trying to fake it, hide it and appear as though I had it all together.

In the end, I realized I was exhausting myself and that wasn’t benefiting anyone.
I was fried, my people were fried, my marriage was fried and it was all so I could selfishly appear to have it together.

I am so excited to be collaborating with ChannelMom and diving into the realities of mothering “littles.” Each month, this will be a space for you to let your guard down and find comfort in authentic honesty as you read through the words of another struggling mama who is no further away than the other side of your screen.

To sum it all up… I am not the world’s greatest mom or wife and I will never try to paint that picture again… But I am trying my darndest and doing my best, as I am sure you are too.

Let’s stop exhausting ourselves, letting our shortcomings haunt us, and let’s… get… real.

Until next month,
The World’s Okayest Mom
Christen Spratt

Christen is the wife to one (he is the coolest engineer you will ever meet) and a mother to four… (one from her teen pregnancy, one with epilepsy, one with SPED needs, and the fourth may or may not be related to the Hulk.) She is a recovering “perfect wife/mom,” up to her eyeballs in all things motherhood. She doesn’t have a Pinteresting life, she doesn’t cut sandwiches into dolphins, she doesn’t have a perfect marriage and she regularly shares all this good/bad/ugly with her sweet readers over at christenspratt.com. She is passionate about authenticity and breaking down the FaKebook walls. Christen frequently writes about the FaKebook phenomena, parenting, marriage, and faith while keeping a canny sense of humor.

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Christen is the wife to one (he is the coolest engineer you will ever meet) and a mother to four… (one from her teen pregnancy, one with epilepsy, one with SPED needs, and the fourth may or may not be related to the Hulk.) She is a recovering “perfect wife/mom,” up to her eyeballs in all things motherhood. She doesn't have a Pinteresting life, she doesn’t cut sandwiches into dolphins, she doesn’t have a perfect marriage and she regularly shares all this good/bad/ugly with her sweet readers over at christenspratt.com. She is passionate about authenticity and breaking down the FaKebook walls. Christen frequently writes about the FaKebook phenomena, parenting, marriage, and faith while keeping a canny sense of humor.

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