I Am Enough.

Do you ever just want to slap yourself?

I have these moments a lot.

In the process of moving into our new lovely home, I have found myself feeling oddly without.  My mother might say, I’ve had a mentality of scarcity.  It started with the kitchen faucet.  Stiff as a board, about ten years old, and clearly in need of replacement.  I’ll make a list, I thought.  Of course we’ll need to replace that old washer and dryer, too, so I wrote that down as well.  Later, I took a photo of the house to send to my family and thought, we need an American flag, some flowers, and a wreath for the front porch.  And of course, I couldn’t forget the things I needed for the playroom.  Everything was added to the list.  With each box unpacked, with each load of laundry, with each room cleaned, instead of feeling proud and content, I was compelled to add to my list.  New paint, better storage, shinier finishings.  Newer.  Better.  More.  More.  More.

By the end of the weekend, I was totally overwhelmed with the amount of stuff I was convinced had to be done in order to make our house perfect.  I had to consciously stop and remind myself, “You have enough.”

I do this frequently: beat myself up when another month passes and my photos still aren’t organized and printed; when I open the box of Annie’s Mac and Cheese instead of making a real dinner; when I look at a photo and see my still-round arms and full cheeks.

When I become wholly overcome with feelings of inadequacy and comparison, I repeat this mantra:

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It’s simple.  It’s easy.  It’s true.

Try it.

Doesn’t that feel better than slapping yourself?