I've had a few comments recently regarding how I have it all together, excel easily, never fail. They were not mean comments, actually, they were probably compliments. However, they brought pause to my heart and I had to sit back and consider their implications. Seems to me the thought process behind the comments indicate I have it all together,
I don't.
I'm human.
My breath stinks.
My feet get dry.
My hair gets reasy.
I am impatient.
I say things I shouldn't.
My house is a mess.
I miss opportunities.
I can be lazy.
So why the pretty Instagram photos? The sweet narratives on facebook?
I'm not on the "social media isn't real life" bandwagon. Life is really happening every day as I snap my photos and write my narratives. Social media is one medium to document and reflect. I don't post images of my nasty toilets or poop covered toddler....that's weird. Yet was you see are actual moments from our lives every day.
Please. Please. Please. Don't think I'm only living in the images plastered on my IG feed. I live fully in the images you would see peering through my kitchen window. My messy sink full of dishes, my failed attempt at homemade chevre still dripping into the bowl because I have not had time to deal with it, my boys playing loudly and destroying the living room because their playroom is already a disaster.So, approach me will you? Because I need a friend too. I'm just a mom, like the rest of you. Treading water most days as I suck down a cold coffee and swoop up my three sons to load our van and arrive at story time on the week it was cancelled.
So This is Life,
