There’s a movement happening on social media lately that’s all about being more honest and transparent. About showing real life instead of hiding behind our screens and only posting things that make our lives look picture perfect out of a magazine. Which I think is AWESOME. Because a lot of times, life doesn’t look like what Hollywood makes us think it should. It’s not flawlessly wrapped with a bow on top, and happily ever after doesn’t come without a fair share of unhappy days too. So seeing other people, real people that I am inspired by, posting about a struggle, or the mess, or an unchecked to-do list, has encouraged me more than they’ll probably ever know. It’s a reminder that everyone is human. That even the people who seem to have it together the most have their off days. And we are all in this together. Community over competition. That is something I want to be a part of. Can I get an amen?
With that being said, I realized if I wanted to be a part of this movement, a part of trying to encourage and lift others up and fight the fight together, I should probably actually do something, instead of just nodding my head at all the good ideas. I’ve put this post off for a while. Because it’s kind of embarrassing to acknowledge shortcomings. To admit my flaws. But if everyone kept putting off the raw and the honest, well, we’d be right back where we started. Soooo here goes. Here’s to real life!
~There are days when my head is bursting with ideas and creativity and I can hardly contain all the aspirations I want to chase, but then there are days when just making it to Natalie’s bedtime is a victory. And I still have a hard time balancing the two.
~ The dining room table is covered with fall and Christmas decorations that need to be put away. Although there’s a good chance they’ll just stay there until it’s time to put them out again.
~ I’m still struggling to lose the last of my baby weight from being pregnant with Natalie. Some days it’s easy to look at her and be amazed at what my body created and be totally ok with where I’m at. Some days I’m mad at myself for not eating better or working out more and I hate all my clothes for hugging me a little tighter. Ok, that’s actually most days. But I’m working on it.
~ I finally ordered some lamps for our bedroom in the spring, and when they came one of the lampshades was badly bent. I keep forgetting to order a new one. So Jake just has a stand with no shade sitting on his bedside table. (Let’s hope Target hasn’t discontinued that lampshade yet.)
~At least once a day I find myself checking Facebook or Instagram mindlessly out of habit while playing with Natalie. And then I feel like an awful mom because nothing online is more important than giving her my full attention.
~I’ve been home from my last trip for 10 days, and the suitcase is still sitting on the floor with clothes spilling out.
~The laundry situation is not even worth discussing.
~To end on a humorous note, some days life with a toddler is great. She’s happy and she’ll even pose for you in a cute hate.
But other days, life is rough. Because apparently getting dressed can be the worst thing ever.
I hope that was an encouragement to some of you! Or at least made you feel a little bit better about your week ;) Happy hump day everyone!
