What the styled images and carefully chosen words don’t tell you…
It’s so easy to get caught up comparing what we see on blogs and social media with our own real lives that we end up feeling inadequate, unaccomplished and ‘not enough’. One of my favourite quotes (though I can’t remember where I read it) on this comparison is;
“Don’t compare my your behind the scenes with my highlights reel.”
Because you are enough. Just as you are.
I think it’s also important to talk about what the styled images and carefully chosen words don’t tell you.
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| Poor supervision = a whole jar of jewellery cleaner smeared in his hair. |
– My washing pile is pretty much always out of control and often my clean clothes stay on the line for days.
– I don’t iron. {If the wrinkles don’t come out with body heat, too bad.}
– I believe peanut butter and banana on toast is a well-rounded meal.
– I can’t actually remember the last time I cleaned my car and it’s likely too embarrassing to recall.
– Yoga tights are brilliant at hiding hairy legs.
– I always buy pull top cans because I can’t for the life of me work a can-opener.
– ABC for kids is a regular here.
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| Stuck under the football fence. Say cheese! |
– My kid is addicted to milk and I find it easier to just give in (albeit a sneaky watery version).
– Sometimes I take photos of the dangerous / crazy / silly / naughty things Eamon does before I save him.
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| Caught him climbing and about to jump off the roof. Wait, I need a photo first! |
So tell me, what happens behind the scenes at your place? I know I’m not the only taking photos of pretty things with BIG messes behind them!
Yes. To all of it. Especially the ironing pile. X
Our clean clothes pretty much live full-time on the couch at the moment (what is it with clean clothes not putting themselves away?) and, because our dining room is used as our study, we eat our meals at the coffee table in front of the telly. ABC4Kids rocks.
Yep this post about rings true here as well. Laundry is a constant mission and we frequently live out of baskets. My three year old daughter frequently runs around the house nude. I battle with her to keep clothes in and some days it’s a losing battle and I give up…….I figure so what she’s happy. I sometimes call the dog to eat what I accidentally dropped in the floor, the floor which isn’t mopped mopped as much as it should. I could go on, but at the end of the day we’re real people just trying to get through the day sanely.
I stay in jammies unless I have to leave the house. Why create more laundry?!;)
I am currently wearing a hoodie that reeks of the spit-up that is stained all the way down the front. I keep getting whiffs of it – yuck.