Why do I do that?

Its one of those late nights and I should be in bed but instead I’m staring at the 4 walls of our living room and combing through other “moms” blogs. Why do we as women compare ourselves to each other? Why do we rate ourselves as moms? I mean really if there was ever a job where no two are even remotely alike its the job of being a mom. My kid is completely different than yours, God knows my husband is not yours, and I should know by now that I am not you. I’m not creative like you, or thin like you, or as short as you, or as blonde as you, or as poor as you, or as wealthy. My scrapbook pages arent ever going to look like yours, It is not warm here today. My dogs will NEVER be as obedient as yours. And who is this all knowing all seeing all loving mother that I compare myself to? She’s not even one woman really! She’s the blogs I read, the pictures I comb through. She’s the one who takes those awesome day to day pics. She’s the one who creates and designs and inspires the people around her. But does she know that she’s that cool to the people who see her? Or is she sitting at home too wondering why she cant be more like that mom she reads about who does Yoga with her babies and they all love it.

When am I going to learn to stop focusing on the creativity of others and figure out my own instead. Why do I feel this need to be more like women who I envy and less like myself? Why cant I see that there is nothing wrong with being me? I bet that if I just stopped looking at what everyone else was doing and instead focusing each day on what inspires me I’d do some pretty neat stuff. And really that’s all I want to do, stuff that makes the lives of my family a little more colorful, a little cleaner, a little brighter. What do I need to do I wonder to finally stop caring about how I rate, or what people think, or whether or not I’ll ever be one of “those” moms who can seemingly do everything and who seemingly is always creative and who seemingly is always dancing to a one of a kind song only she can hear. When am I going to learn I’ll never be that if I’m singing Karaoke to someone else’s tune.