It’s NOT Always “Fine”

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Not to brag, but my life is pretty wonderful. I know to utter that out loud may result in me being one of the most conceited individuals on earth. I am married to a great guy – who I adore. I have two amazing kids, who albeit nuts, constantly challenge me to be a better person. I have dear friends and loved ones. I run a successful makeup and skincare business. All is good.

Except when it isn’t.

When days unleash a ton of disappointments and negativity on me. When loved ones run late; when things don’t go according to plan. When a freshly cleaned floor gets an entire bowl of spaghetti with parmesan cheese dumped on it.

When LIFE happens.

Recently, I had one of those days. When one thing after another happened and after hearing myself say, “It’s all fine” a bit too rushed on a call with a friend, I stopped. I took three deep breaths. I made myself a cup of coffee with my favorite creamer. I turned on Michael Bublé and I sat on my porch and sipped my coffee without my phone. I simply embraced the disappointment. It wasn’t fine. And that was OK. I didn’t post on social media about my wallowing. I kept breathing.

And I realized that I was breathing. And I was eternally grateful in that moment that I was, in fact, alive and could enjoy the feel of the sunshine and the cool autumn breeze. I could enjoy the taste of my delicious french vanilla coffee in my favorite mug. I knew I had just kissed the cheeks of my beautiful babies and the lips of my handsome husband and sent them on their way. And if the day allowed, I was going to enjoy a nice run and a hot shower and cook a good meal for friends arriving that evening.

I know I am preaching to the choir when I say to mothers everywhere – I know you say “It’s fine” probably more than any other phrase in the English language – but, it isn’t always fine. And THAT is fine. Life is full of disappointments and messes and frustration. But life is also full of beauty and goodness and love.

So, take a moment. Shed a tear for that disappointment. FEEL it. And then let it go. And you WILL be fine.

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Brandi
Brandi’ Starbuck is a recent transplant to the Columbia, SC area from Charlotte, NC where she met her husband, Bryan, and where they welcomed their first baby girl, Mackenzie. Now living in Blythewood, SC with a spirited, fun-loving 2-year-old (who looks exactly like her daddy, but acts just like mama) and expecting their second baby (a boy!) at the first of April, they are thrilled to call the Midlands home! Brandi’ juggles working full-time, outside the home, as a property manager of an apartment community in Northeast Columbia, keeping Mackenzie entertained, and occasionally enjoying a date night with her handsome hubby! Lover of shoes, social media resale shops, and all Pinterest recipe boards, she is excited (and terrified) to have two young children and can’t wait to share her journey with others in her writing. Along with their three small dogs that were their first “babies,” they are one small addition away from completing their family! You can expect to see the Starbuck family strolling along the Villages at Sandhill on the weekends, with a cliché and loved cup of Starbucks coffee in their hands, wearing matching tees purchased from a mom-owned Instagram shop.

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