I am a Dreamer
When I take the twins to pre-school I pass these affluent, yet eclectically designed, condos. They are beautiful. All of them looking so different from one another, but all of them gorgeous and catching my eye. Certainly not a condo meant for a family of seven.
They have these inviting balconies with tidy patio furniture and seemingly carefree lifestyles within. Perfect landscaping, likely maintained by someone other than the condo owner, and everything neatly in order. In the background I hear my life’s theme song- Follow the Arrow. You have a theme song, right?
I dream. I do.
I dream of writing and capturing this struggling journey of mommyhood.
I dream of making it. Making it and writing something that someday is published in a bookstore and read by mother’s who are just like me.
I capture the ups…
… and the downs.
The feelings of being lost.
The moments that my children make every ounce of blood, sweat and tears worth it. Worth the fight. Worth the trying times that give no manual. Worth the sleepless nights. They pay me back in love- and lots of it. The most important job we will ever have is now.
I capture pictures of the yard I want to look out on as I peek from a window with a cup of coffee and a computer that holds the words of my story.
I am a dreamer.
A dreamer who is sometimes confident, sometimes uncertain, sometimes lacking contentment.
A dreamer who is always grateful for the the love my children give me and overwhelmed by the way they make my heart swell. And just like you, I would do anything for my babies, yet sometimes I dream of this quiet condo, furnished with breakables and girly shabby chic decor, with a nook cut out just for me. A life of few commitments and no schedules.
And then, I feel guilty. Guilty for not ravishing every second of their childhood. Guilty for the moments where I drift into a daydream of apparently greener grasses. Every single patch must be mowed.
Then I see. I follow the arrow and trust my instincts.
I embrace the now and soak up every minute possible.
What about you? Are you a dreamer?
I hear ya girl! I day dream that we’re rich and can afford a big luxurious house with all of these great amenities.We can dream 🙂
Kassandra, dream we do indeed. 🙂
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I too am a Dreamer!! I have 4 kids and with all that comes in taking care of them and the house, I can’t help but daydream! I LOVE to bake and decorate cakes and cupcakes. No experience, just a passion and desire to create something that I think I am really good at. I dream of owning my own shop, which is totally impossible right now with being a mom and a wife. But when my everyday life gets chaotic, I escape to my hidden dream in the back of my mind which holds my little “Sex and the City” cupcake shop with me in my cute frilly apron serving my little masterpieces.
Sex and the City cupcake shop? Brilliant!
It’s funny how we all love being a mommy.. But somehow all of our dreams are put on hold for at least a moment. I always find myself saying “one day”. I love my children but I want them to have the “perfect life”. When I lay down at night at it’s quiet and everyone is asleep, I realize we do have a “perfect life”. Even if I might want a bigger house or a fancy car. The reality is I have a family and that is better then anything.
My biggest dream right now is that my kids were finally adopted. That we knew each one of them was ours forever and we never had to worry if they would go home to a less than ideal environment.
I do daydream about a house big enough for 3 rambunctious toddlers. Where each one is able to have their own room, with their own things. I dream about not having to worry about money, not being rich, just comfortable. I also dream that we had a second bathroom!
I look around and I see a home that’s too small, but filled with more love than most people experience in a life time. Three toddlers, who have blossomed into amazing little people, after experiencing some unimaginable things. A mommy and a daddy who wanted nothing more in life than to have those titles, and in less than a year became a mommy and a daddy to not just one but THREE amazing kids! That’s when I realize that my real dreams have come true!
How beautiful, Kara!
Well….the kids ARE grown and gone from my house, though not too far away! And, yet, my cottage in Scotland is still in my dreams……but I am truly blessed to have the life I have. And, dreams are fun…..
Gosh, I seem to be dreaming much more so lately. I mean I will graduate from college next year and my 3 year anniversary with my boyfriend is in August. I dream that I will one day have a great family, job, and house with him. Ahh…
I am a dreamer and a doer. Kepp moving forward and make your dreams come true!
We always say “when we are rich” and then name all the things we want to do to our house.
those people in those homes are prolly: eating pbj, are really unhappy or…mean and ugly. (i hope)
Pam- that is insanely hilarious! I bet they are eating PB&J’s! 🙂
Being a dreamer is a way to inspire your children. Go for it! Let them know that a dream starts it and working gets you there. You wrote this beautifully.
Thank you Connie. Your kind words me so much.
What a wonderful post. Yes it is so fun to dream, when you have time. Summer doesn’t seem like it is going to give me much time to dream. We are off to a busy start. I loved your spin on this topic. Kelli
I’m such a simple girl I’d never survive in a fancy place like that but I am a dreamer. I’m with Carrie (comment 3) I’d love to own my own bakery. I watch shows like cupcake wars, last cake standing, Challenge, etc and I dream of having a widely known cakery. However if I had the chance to give up being a stay at home Mom to get my chance at my cakery I probably wouldn’t take it. I know that even if my cakes are made out of my little kitchen that I have the best of both worlds. Watching my boys grow into men under my hands and my yummy cakes.