Yesterday was the epitome of motherhood. Right after I bathed the baby, he pooped on the floor before I could get his diaper on. We ran out of milk. We ran out of dog food. I lost my headphones and spent most of the morning looking for them, only to find them stuffed underneath Mayer’s pillow. I left on my morning run frustrated about how unorganized my home is. Contention has grown wings around here, I think in part because we are staying up way too late at night. No one is getting enough sleep, except the baby who decided to nap from 5:00pm to 7:30pm and had no plans of falling asleep for the night.
This type of scenario plays itself out every few weeks in our home. Things build up. We get lazy. The house gets messy, until something sparks, momma-madness strikes and things get done, whether the kids like it or not.
It had to happen. No Christian song could cure this fever. I was in that mood, that mood all us mom’s get in when we say, “Something’s got to change.” I needed rock. I needed roll. I needed PINK and thanks to youtube, I found her edited.
There’s something about Pink that toughens me up.
When she’s in my corner, I find my inner-punk and spunk.
I kick dysfunction to the curb. I recognize that hard work is the answer. I feel the passion of pushing one’s self to the brink, believing in dreams and fighting for rock-hard abs.
Ok, I’m not too sure about my abs, but seriously, watch this video and tell me this is not the toughest thing you’ve seen an artist do.
This video makes me cry every time. I listened to her interview on Oprah about how she felt during this performance. It's incredible.
About a month ago, I went out on a run and had the fever that I needed to toughen up again. I was overwhelmed. I was losing my voice. I was lost in tasks and mess. I couldn’t keep up. I had unfinished ideas I wasn’t sure I could fix. I faced difficult goals and had life-changing dreams breathing down my neck. Was I going for it or not? Did I believe in myself or not? I needed to rise above the negative self-talk. I turned on Pink and literally ran the best run of my life. I just didn’t want to stop. I listened to interviews about her life and how she never stops trying. I was inspired by her love of motherhood and her spunky little daughter,
Somedays, it’s K-love, other days, it has to be Pink!
It was my birthday this weekend. Thank you to everyone for all the love.
I had a goal on this day. Did I reach it? Did I get my manuscript published?
No. My editor and I had a long meeting and after some exciting suggestions on her part, I’ve decided to take one more week and get this thing right. Her changes are so good and I will be working the next few days to get things updated.
Today, today I turn on Pink and get to work.