So. I have a thought formulating in my head and I'm going to do my best to type it out. Bear with me.
Do you ever find that you have a hard time being honest in your blogging?
Case In Point: A friend stopped me at a park the other day and mentioned how awfully hard it must be having three little ones and how my blog made it seem that I was just really struggling with the whole thing. My life was, it seemed, impossible.
Second Case In Point: Another friend sent me a Facebook message asking me how I did it--juggling the three kids while working out and decorating the house, etc. I must be Super Mom! I make it look so easy on my blog!
Go ahead and check out the pictures from my previous post. See the top picture? Some days are like that--hair is done, kids are great, projects get accomplished and meals get cooked with ease. I even have time and energy to give--to drop off coffee to a tired friend. The house is clean and all is well.
Then some days are like the second picture. I got barely three hours of sleep the previous night. I felt like an awful parent and was exhausted all day. The baby was cranky, the kids were cranky, I was cranky, and it was just an all-around tough day. A day when "three kids three and under" earns its reputation of being tricky and tiring.
Some blogs out there make parenting seem easy. Some make it seem miserable. But aren't there just days where it's both? Can we write honestly about the good days ... and the bad? It seems that happy posts seem surreal and frustrated posts seem whiny. I just wonder if there's some possibility of understanding that the role of motherhood encompasses both. The breezy days and the blustery ones.
I don't know if that makes sense.
Anyway. Laundry is calling. I just wanted to try to put my thoughts into words. If I confused you, my apologies. Bear with this happy/busy/tired/content Mama. ;)
Have a lovely day!