So, it's been a minute. I honestly started posting a lot of things onto Instagram and got more feedback, faster! If you want to see my daily decor and making's check it out. I'm going to try to get back to posting on here Mondays and Thursday. The key-word there being T R Y.
That being said, I haven't had any negative experience with IG and it's users this far, but I came across someone today who did. She has a very great hand painted sign business on Etsy and she does so to provide some income for her family while being a SAHM. She has a limited quanity restock every so often and with almost 50K followers, she sells out FAST! Like super fast. She warns of this beforehand. I have yet to try to snag a sign, but I admire from a far like any good IG stalker does. Anyway, I didn't see said negative comment, but she posted her own graceful response which got me a thinkin'.
First off, I wanted to reach through my phone screen and give her a hug, because SAHM life is frankly exhausting. Then on top of that owning a business, I'm sure, is even more exhausting. She listed several chores she does on the daily, to which I smiled because I'm lucky to accomplish 1/2 of my list ... which is about 1/2 of her list! Second off, this negative commenting person obviously hadn't read the signs, because they're all God related or something of that nature, to which I rolled my eyes. Lastly, why is every thing a competition? In life, in motherhood...
I'm sure there is some yoga pants wearing- ACTUALLY yoga going, perfect hair and make-up wearing, health food eating, classroom mom, who does this all while working 9-5 and rocking it. Really, I'm sure. Be it just on TV or in my dreams, she exists. Should I envy her for that? Maybe a little... No. No, I should not. Should I invite her over to learn all of her deepest perfect mommyhood secrets? Yes. Will that change the fact that I am a non- attending yoga pants wearer with a messy-bun and mascara on from last night? Probably not. Will that take the spoon out of the can of chocolate frosting that I eat while crying in the bathroom after a long day, at which some point I should have been handed "World's Worst Mother" award? Definitely not, I'll offer a spoon though. Mostly because there's always something we can learn from eachother, A L W A Y S- people.
I often find myself comparing my life, my mothering skills, to others. It's exhausting and self-depriciating, but it happens. Pinterest, IG, other mom's, it's everywhere. "How to be the perfect parent" "What you're doing wrong" "What you should be doing" the list goes on and on and on. My kids are generally happy, they're well taken care of, they're loved and that's what should matter. Not what time they go to sleep or nap or wake up, not the fact that they ate stale Cheeto's (let's face it, it happens), not the fact their socks rarely match. NONE of that matters. What matters is you try your best, even if your best for the day isn't your best day.
So when you see that perfect mom coming out of yoga, maybe in all reality she's there working off her chocolate frosting from the day before.
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