Life is like…

I think sometimes, whether purposefully or not, we make our lives seem like this:

When it’s really more like this:

I know I can be guilty of this. On Facebook, especially, I tend to post just the good things. The sweet moments, or funny ones…things I want to remember. And honestly, I don’t plan to change that.

Next year, when my timehop app shows me what I posted today, I want to remember how sweetly my girls worked together to string cheerios on pipe cleaners for the birds, not the moment ten minutes later when Boo got mad and called me the worst Mom in the world.

And I know we’ve all heard that we shouldn’t compare our behind-the-scenes to someone else’s highlight reel. But I think we can always use a reminder that what we’re seeing of someone else’s life is never the whole story.

I also think it’s not a bad idea to occasionally be at least a little  transparent and not just try to paint a flawless picture of ourselves.

Here’s a peek into my unglamorous life right now…

The floor of my room is covered in clean laundry I need to fold and put away. Every time I fix it, it happens again. I just can’t even.

Smiles is NOT always smiley.

Sometimes she screams and throws herself to the floor because I won’t let her eat food out of the trash, or I threw away her dirty pull-up, or I opened the door to let Misteris in when he got home, or we had the audacity to not  leave her in the car when we got home, or I picked up the goldfish she spilled, or…well, you get the picture.

And for every moment where Artist and Boo are sitting shoulder-to-shoulder painting together as sweet as can be, there are probably a dozen moments where Boo is mad because Artist doesn’t want to play with her, or Artist used the crayon Boo wanted, or I was super mean and asked them to straighten their desks, so it’s the worst day ever.

My kids watch too much TV and eat too much junk and don’t brush their hair often enough.

Last night I was so NOT in the mood to hear them whine about dinner that I made each kid a separate meal I knew they’d like…and I haven’t washed last night’s dishes yet.

I have texts needing responses, phone calls to make, e-mails to send, school work to do with my kids, a bathroom to scrub and floors to sweep and vacuum before our small group meets here tonight, and of course dishes to do and dinner to cook…but the only thing I’m certain  will get checked off my to-do list today is getting out of bed and drinking coffee. (Done and done on those two, by the way…I rock!)

This post is definitely not a pity party for me. It’s life. Life is always messy and crazy and imperfect…or at least mine is. Hopefully if yours is, too, this post has made you feel a bit better about yourself…or at least giggle at my expense. 😉