Be Bad Ass!

A hot-mess dance-mom,a hot-mess thirty-something dog-mum, a hot-mess hockey mom. No matter your jam, be the best hot-mess you can. When this site came to my mind's eye, the vision I saw was a place where not perfect women of all shapes, sizes, colors could just feel free to be themselves and embrace the hot-mess they are. In an "Insta" perfect world, the messy bun, over-sized sweater and leggings with gym shoe kind woman busting her ass to get the boys to the rink on time after a shit day at work needs a safe place. A place where we are all the same, equal, we get it, no one-upping here. We are dreamers and goal-setters and slay the day and pat each other on the backs for a job well done! 

I will never be the woman who has her hair and make-up done at the rink, let's be for real, even at work some days. I actually do wear make up most of the time although not much. (You will never find me without lip gloss. Ever.) But I get the shit done. Some days the shit is just having a shower and getting through the day on copious amounts of coffee, other days I bounce out of bed and slay dragons. There is a big difference between having your shit together or looking like your shit is together. My package may be messy but I have the rest handled. Messy buns and leggings are totally in style. And yes I believe leggings are pants. 

Years ago I focused on all the wrong things, my perspective has changed as I have grown older. I am not competing with anyone else. I no longer value the opinions of those that do not matter to me. I know my worth. Once you take your power back you see all the things you are capable of. Why do we let others have power over us? Why do we feel inferior to others? I honestly do not know the answers to those questions but asking them made me figure out a little more about me. When I decided I deserved to be happy, my life changed. 

Did you win the cleanest house competition? Are your kids in 5 competitive sports, speaking 3 languages and playing a musical instrument? Does your dog match your purse? Does any of that matter ? Does it? Does it make you happy? No. Life is not a competition. Keep your eyes in your own lane. When we stop measuring ourselves, our kids, our husbands against others and focus on living the best lives WE can, we are choosing our own happiness. You cannot be happy living in someone else's shadow, constantly measuring your successes to their successes because that is their life and not your life. Celebrate your life, your successes and your happiness. 

I think it is normal to feel a little bit of jealousy now and then, I think some competition is healthy. But it is more important to strive for your best, to be your best. Your health and your happiness is an investment in your life. To be really there with the people you love feeling your best, to be present, is a gift. Be grateful for this gift. 

I took my health for granted for many years and did not take care of myself. Self care is not selfish. My kids and my husband now have the best version of me. I am happy, they are happy. Investing in yourself is an investment in your family as well. Our health, both mental and physical directly effects our happiness. Embrace the hot-mess you are because you are pretty amazing, just look at the people who love you. One thing for sure, I will not be on my death bed wishing I spent more time on my hair. 

So where ever you are are and where ever you are going today, smile and remember who the fuck you are. Even if it's from your bed to the couch, slay it like the bad ass you are.