Do you ever sit there scrolling through social media pictures and wonder, ‘Do these people have kids?’ ‘How the hell do they manage to keep them houses spotless?’
I ask myself that every single time I see spotless houses. Heck I even have a cleaner come in every fortnight and within minutes of my minions running wild its like it never happened hahahahaha.
Who’s with me. Today I just wanted to write about my reality. Nomatter how much I try to have Insta worthy or Pinterest worthy photos it never happens. But I have learnt to accept my normal Insta worthy photos. Toys all over the floors, stuff on bench tops and tables. I can actually find stuff amongst my organised chaos.
I used to be the mum who would freak out everytime the kids left a mess of their toys, crumbs or anything all over the house. Then I had to learn to loosen up a bit. I guess you could say back then I was grasping for straws. I needed something I could control when I felt out of control so if it meant following the kids around with a dustpan and brush then it was something I had control over. I also wasnt in a happy place (story for another day).
Would you believe I now sit with my feet up and dont mind a little bit of mess? What important is happiness. Research has it that a happy mum means happy kids and I see that every single day. They feed off our emotions as mums.
I even go to bed and try not to let the few toys left on the floor bother me.
I love my reality. My Insta worthy life. Try it sometime. Its actually invigorating.