I don't want to remember the moments I've lost my cool. The moments I feel like I've been a bad example to my kids, to myself. No thanks. I'd rather erase those moments from my memory as soon as I possibly can. No-one wants to be caught up on the negative. It's not healthy, they're not fun. Parenting is tough enough, letting ourselves get caught up on the hard days and the moments that make us want to pull our hair out, serves no use in helping up to get through the day in our role of 'Mum' or 'Dad'.
When I write my blog, like a lot of other bloggers, I tend to naturally lean towards writing about the good times. When selecting photos, I'll 'trash' the moody faces and the ones where the kids are looking in every other direction possible whilst my Husband and I make the most ridiculous faces and say the most weirdest of things to get them to laugh and to look at the camera. To which they then do, though, the look is generally more one of, "GET AWAY FROM ME NOW!" rather than "Yay, oh how I love my Mummy and Daddy".
It's crossed my mind a lot lately, that blogs, videos, social media platforms and of course, the ever perfect world of Pinterest, unintentionally can give off an impression of a 'perfect life'. I know this isn't a new thing and I know that most people are actually aware that this isn't actually the case behind closed doors. But it's just something I wanted to bring up. I have written numerous times about the days and the moments of Motherhood that I have and continue to find hard, as well as my battle with social anxiety and my struggle to accept and deal with chronic back pain. But I just wanted to reiterate to anyone that comes and reads any of my posts, that for all of the reasons in the first paragraph of this post, I may write about the moments that make me smile, I may share the photos that I think look the nicest, but as parents, we're all going through the same thing.
Right now, I'm sitting here at half past 9 at night, holding my bladder (the bathroom's right next to Ethans bedroom and I don't want to wake him up). I'm wearing unflattering, non-matching clothes that are indeed totally covered in snot and baby sick. I have no make-up on, my hair hasn't been brushed all day. My house looks like an actual bomb has hit it. I have an epic long list of things that I need to do. I'm flustered because of this and also because I had a bit of a meltdown earlier, because this week has been epically tough. Plus we're all ill and as any parent will know, when your children are ill, everything gets thrown out! So yeah, that's all I really wanted to say really - whilst blogs, vlogs and social media platforms are never a lie - they can sometimes just tend to lean towards showing all of the best bits, all rolled in to one. Because as I said in the first paragraph - who wants to hold on to and remember the days that make us feel just that much more grey?
Ethan: "NO photos Mum!"..Me: "Oh go-on Ethan, just one!"
Ethan: "I said NO!"
Me: "Look Ethan there's a squirrel!"Ethan: "Ooo Where??"
Me: "HAHA NAILED IT!!!" "Oh cr*p it's blurry!".
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