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Phew. I’m tired. So very tired. And sore. My body aches in so many ways from this stretch that I’m feeling. The stretch that pulls me in a million different directions all at once, that all moms feel no doubt. So many things to do. So many things that need to be done, demand to be done, that I want to do, that I enjoy doing, that I get excited about doing and literally not feasibly enough time in the world to do it all. Add in the fact that we are on a week-long cycle of fevers, colds, vomiting, coughing and illness in our house, and I have become an endorphin deprived, tired and sore, overworked momma. One who is considerably grateful for under-eye brighteners, dry shampoo and the trendiness of messy buns to hide the look of said stretch and my severely under washed hair.

I love being a mom. I love being a wife. I love this blog. I love working on things that make a difference in this world. I love quality time with people I care about. I love exercising. I love cooking. I love a clean house. {The list could go on.} But, I also love feeling — what is it called again – completely refreshed. It seems like such a long time since I’ve felt that way. Becoming a mother has graciously provided a new sense of refreshment that honestly is sometimes a little foggy. The fog of mom-brain is so real, my friends.

After cleaning my house and doing a yoga flow on Friday night, I was thinking back to a time when I had a regular cleaning schedule and seemed to always fit a solid workout in. There was a season in my life when those things were easier to do. In this season, there are a lot of things that I do each day. There are a lot of priorities I focus on. And then again, there is a lengthy list of things that whether due to time constraints, sleep constraints or energy constraints, I just do not have the capacity to do. Don’t get me wrong, I have days where I am incredibly productive, inspired and on top of it all. Those incredibly on top of it all days aren’t the norm anymore though; though I think they used to be.

I love my life and what I’m doing with it, even in this season of it. I try to have a positive outlook, find the silver lining when things aren’t so great and strive to be honest and real even in the thick of it. One intention of my blog is to spread uplifting love and positivity, so I’m surely not writing about this stretch for any pit party. Rather, I just want to let you all know that if you’re struggling in any way – to feel good, do good, look good or are feeling like everything is falling apart at the seams some days – that you are not alone. Know that some days are better than others. But today, if you’re feeling the stretch, I give you permission to just be okay with not being amazing at it all right now.

XO