It has been three years since my last blog post. I am horrible, I know. In those three years so much has changed. I have five children now. My youngest, Charlie, just turned two. We live in Georgia but are moving back to Texas in a few months. Like the title reads...organized chaos. I honesty don't know what my days will bring but each morning I greet the day with optimistic enthusiasm! Okay, I lied. I want to greet the mornings that way however my waking up more resembles that meme going around of the skeleton crawling down the side walk. I would be crawling towards the coffee of course. I wish I was supermom who had all her shit together. Someone who could nonchalantly shrug off the days problems. Someone who seemed to always be aware of her surroundings. I keep waiting for that adult figure in me to turn on. Nearing thirty now and I just don't see it coming any time soon. I still feel like that awkward teenager who is on the brink of adulthood but still hasn't a clue as to what the ever loving f*** she is doing.
I feel somewhat organized. Especially with my love of list making, planners, and daily organizers. But of course with such a big family, living on the military's time, and just being human that means my life is chaotic and messy. I have learned to accept it. Embrace it even. I am tired of comparing myself to other women, tired of trying to reach an unobtainable standard for stay at home moms. So here I am, raw, unfiltered, and ready to share my chaos with the world.
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