Why is it that when life hits us with change – we all of the sudden put these unrealistic expectations on ourselves. Be the perfect wife. Be the perfect mom. Be the perfect employee. When did life become so “all or nothing?” Forcing us to believe that unless we master everything we do, it’s not worth doing. This notion got amplified when I became a mom.
This past weekend we celebrated “Family Gras” with the kids, which is the more family-centric Mardi Gras aka minus all the booze and boobs ? My mom now lives in Galveston, right off the seawall, where all the Mardi Gras parades kick off. So I took Garrett and Charlotte down there on Friday, where we ended up having an impromptu beach day. The fog was so thick it made it hard to even see the water, but I knew it would make for some pretty amazing photos – almost magical.
