Those of you who subscribe to my blog feed probably thought I’d officially lost my mind yesterday when random pics appeared in my blog-less blog entry. That’s called “trying to blog via the WordPress App on your phone while bouncing an unhappy teething infant on your hip and accidentally pushing the wrong button.” LOL. Some forms of multitasking just aren’t meant to be, as I’m learning slowly enough to ensure I increase in humility.
Ahhh, fun times.
I just received a sweet email from one of my readers. This young mom told me she absolutely loves reading my blog, even though my blog makes her wish she could be more put together in her motherhood and homemaking like me.
Ha! and “Ahhhhgghhh!” were precisely the two words that came out audibly when I read her email.
Those who know what real life is like here in my little piece of paradise can testify that my motherhood and my homemaking are far (as in faaaaaaar) from perfect. My greatest desire with this blog is to paint a real-life picture of young family life. Yes, it’s wonderful, it’s blissful, it’s full of joy and merriment and love and happiness. But it’s real. Which means it’s crazy, it’s chaotic, it’s hard, it’s messy. Sometimes it’s downright dirty!
So just for fun and to prove my point, I took the following pictures of what my house looked like at precisely 2:23pm ET yesterday afternoon.
Behold my beautiful family room (it was laundry day…)
Check out my spotless kitchen sink:
And of course I’ve cleaned up after baby bear’s lunchtime disaster! (cough)
And here’s me, in front of laundry load number 3 in the dryer, positively radiant in my workout clothes. Check out that glowing sweat-stained post-run-with-the-boys face!
Alas, as you can plainly see, June Cleaver doesn’t live at my house. Nor does Martha Stewart. Just Steph and the Hubs and their two crazy bear cubs. We’re real, we’re messy, we work hard, play hard, cry hard, laugh hard. We do the best we can.
….But is it still a little bit of paradise all the same?