The beauty of blogging is the magic that happens when you narrow your focus. When you blur the background. When you crop out the ugliness. When you break the day apart and show a sweet game with the baby when the other parts were not so sweet. The other parts were snotty and tearful.
Today I don’t feel like cropping. Today I’m finding it hard to see the sweet. Today I’m feeling real.
Real is this table that is a junk magnet. Real is I’m too lazy to clean it off every day. Instead, I’m one of the main contributors.
Real is my bar gets cluttered almost immediately after I clean it off. This morning- clean, this afternoon-
My family has a big problem with dishtowels. Over use. Abandonment. Neglect.
Real is that my baby and I are feeling a little sickish. The sick is making me want to sleep even though it is beautiful and sunny outside and I feel like I’m wasting the day. The sick is making her want to stay awake, cry or ride on my hip all day. We are at odds.
Real is that these giraffes have been hanging out by my sink for over a week. I find them in different poses.
It’s really true that I let my kids dress like this and walk around outside every day. I say nothing. Sometimes I take pictures of it. They speak with an English accent when they dress like this.
Real is I pushed my kids outside and told them not to even thinking about coming in for at least an hour. Then I saw that they were doing this to our carport (Don’t look husband!).
Real is that I left my bed unmade on the chance that I might get to get back in it, even more real is that I leave it unmade every day partly for this reason, and partly because I’m lazy.
26 comments:
Keep on keepin' it real!
glad to see my family is not the only ones who has a dishtowel problem.
real is the best way to go!
glad to see my family is not the only ones who has a dishtowel problem.
real is the best way to go!
I know exactly how you feel! I think you could have been speaking what I was thinking at the beginning this week. Feeling a bit more like myself now...sleep helps! hehehe
Thought I would share my fav quote with ya,
"It's not having everything go right;
it's facing whatever goes wrong.
It's not being without fear,
it's having the determination to go on in spite of it.
It's not where you stand,
but the direction you're going in.
Remember to live just this one day
And not add tomorrow's troubles to today's load.
Remember that every day ends
and brings a new tomorrow full of exciting things.
Love what you do, do the best you can,
and always remember how much you are loved."
Vickie M Worsham
With luv from ur fellow bloggers ;)
Being real is the only way to be!!! I love it! Looks like my house!
Laughing as my girls sit around the laptop and I read this out loud and show them the pictures. We laugh because we can SO relate. I think that I need someone to stand at the kitchen counter and just deal with the onslaught of mess that happens 24/7. It is only cleared of for a few minutes of the day it seems. The girls liked seeing (the oldest?) in the dress. They can SO relate to the dressing up! Their playhouse is getting worked on right now and nearing it's completion. I wish I could have you over for tea, and the kids over to play. Belle chatted with Clementine(?) this morning.
Must have been in the AIR this week!
real... is all we can ever be. accepting it is another thing... and most days i just don't have the energy to fancy it up... so i gotta work on that acceptance!
Thank you for this post. I have felt very UNREAL and fake lately on my blog. One of the many reasons I've been posting what I call fluff. Can't post what's on my heart and frustrated that my outlet for journaling seems to suddenly be keeping me quiet rather than releasing the real me inside.
Thanks for the realness.
I love the giraffes. They speak to me for some reason.
I hope you and Tess are feeling better soon!
I appreciate how honest this post is. So real. Thank you because I really had fun reading this.:)
Thanks for keepin it real!
Can identify with you and I don't have kids at home!!
My island in my kitchen is stacked to high heaven,laundry room is full of dirty clothes, bills and mail piled high waiting to be dealt with and I've got a baby coming Saturday!! (No, there has been no miracle.....Harper is staying with us for a week while her parents go blogging for Compassion International)
Sorry you and Tess aren't feeling too good! Hope tomorrow is a better day!
The giraffes in different poses makes me smile. I can imagine little hands wandering by and doing some magic before moving on to something creative (or destructive).
That's a lovely dress. I'd walk around and speak with an accent too, if I were her. Except my accent could never decide if it was British or Australian with a dash of twang.
I only make my bed when company is coming over. Or when I get a wild hair.
first of all, you are Every Woman. That kitchen counter thing and that table that is the landing ground for all things clutter? Totally guilty of that one. But the girls walking in the yard with the umbrella and English accent? Girl. I think that is my favorite photo of all time. And your absolute indifference to it all makes it even better. Love. It. You crack me up.
I love that your kids dress up like that and speak with English accents - that is so cool! I also love that you are just like the rest of us, that's real life with stuff everywhere, what would be the point of tables and bars if you couldn't chuck your stuff on them ;)
I like real. Makes me feel more "normal". ;)
I get this. I so get this. There's not really that much more to say. You're awesome.
What?! You mean you're not perfect?! Now who am I going to look up to...?
I love the giraffes, love that they've been out over a week and keep changing positions, that's cute :-)
Enjoy them-
ali
I like you showing your real side. I have the same problems and it is nice to know I am not the only one with a messy table, etc. Of course I am not feeling sick so not sure what my excuse is :) I love your blog.
"Real" is that this whole post sounds like I could have written it - minus the wearing dresses part because well, my boys wouldn't hear of it. But the rest is totally real for us too. It is nice to have "real" people sharing their life with us. :)
And so yes, I also leave my bed unmade. Because I am lazy. Because I am too tired to care sometimes.
If you could see my kitchen counters right now.
Oh my.
Thanks for making me feel normal!
i see the "law of horizontal surfaces" is alive and well at your house too...
i like it when bloggers post "real". we all live there and we all tend to think that everyone else doesn't.
btw, my favorite irl friends are the ones who aren't afraid to have me over when their sofa is covered with laundry and their floors with dog hair. that makes me not afraid to have them over either.
what's even harder than posting pics of cluttered countertops is recounting tearful days of whiny, dawdling children and short-tempered mothers and bad attitudes all around-- but we all live there sometimes too! (i think. at least i do, more often than i care to admit.) you have touched on that topic as well, as have i on occasion. but those days are really hard to write about because we'd usually just like to forget about them as quickly as possible! :-)
In my house it's the island kitchen that always ends up cluttered. It's strange how we have these magnetic surfaces, lol!
My bed only gets made if I think someone will go in my room. I am very lazy!
I like real. Real feels like home to me.
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