The perfectionist in me

The perfectionist in me likes to rear it's ugly head oh so often. Like when things need to be cleaned (can't do it perfectly, so why bother doing it at all) or arranged (can't trust anyone else to do it perfectly, so I'll have to do it myself). Things like that. And it's wearing me out. Sometimes I want to give up being a mom because I'm not perfect. Heaven knows (literally) that no one is perfect. As a Christian, I am not perfect. But I am forgiven for my imperfections. And I need to realize that my kids can be forgiving too (unless I haven't taught them that yet, dang - another flaw!) I have not been as "involved" with my kids lately. I can't pinpoint the reason....there are too many (ie - I hate feeling stupid and the ages my kids are - the questions they ask - make me feel stupid). With three weeks until Kindergarten starts for DD, I need to get my rear in gear and re-engage and enjoy these last few moments of "childhood". (sniff, sniff)