Where's my coffee?

During the week my wonderful husband has coffee ready for me everyday. Its more that he makes it for himself before work and I get the leftovers. Im just happy its there. On the weekends, however, its never greets me when I get out of bed. When I am left to my own devises, I go Kuerig. This morning I was doing so well, I made two cups of coffee in the same cup. Needless to say, I made a huge mess and not very much coffee. Hopefully this is not a precursor to how this day may go. Its been a hectic few days. Who am I kidding, Its a hectic life.  The end of the school year just happened, end of year parties, 5th grade graduation, my parents visiting, #3s birthday, my birthday, and lots of other birthdays. I used to be such a planner...everything layed out weeks in advance. That was probably 2-3 kids ago. These days, it's one day at a time. The realization that Im throwing a party will hit me a few days before. It will occur to me that we have a party to go to or graduation so well stop on the way to grab a gift. I have found that this new approach is much better. I live in the moment and my anxiety level is way down.  Many people comment on what a "easy going" mom I am. I always joke that Im just "burnt". Ive been relentlessly beaten down by a mini army of little people. The truth is....here it comes...I CAN"T do it all! What?  I cant do every party, every after school activity, every craft, every playdate, or every anything. What's neat about that? It's OK. I'll tell you what..it certainly wasn't ok when I had one or two kids. I held myself to an unreasonably high standard, set by TV shows, pintreast, and imaginary mothers that live in a far of land called perfection. I believed those mothers exsisted, even thought I saw one once in awhile. Of course I wanted to be just like them. To those mommies out there that learned early there is no such thing as perfect. I praise you. I commend you. I spent oddles of time in early parenthhod trying to obtain perfect mommy status.  I always fell short, never felt good enough. I was in a self imagined competition in which I would never win. The fact is that I have not been beaten down. I gave up! I give up!! I do what I can. If I cant get it done, It's not done. Oh well! I'm relieved. I breathe deeply.