So it’s happened again. I’ve become one of those people who only reveals the portions of my life that are lovely and pleasant and pretty. My daughter smiling for the camera with a fun bun and babycino. A delicious meal for one on a weekend in Melbourne. A carefully created Yum Box for my daughters kindy lunch.
What you don’t know about these little bite sized portions of my life?
I had to promise Ava a special treat to sit through Rhyme Time at the library with her younger sister Chloe.
That delicious looking meal for one on a weekend in Melbourne? It came about after I had to leave a restaurant where I had been seated alone at a table for four, overhearing the couple next to me at a table for two commenting ‘Oh look, she’s taken a big table for herself’.
When I offered to swap tables with them they declined. I felt so awkward and uncomfortable I cancelled my order and left the restaurant, feeling very deflated, missing my girls back in Perth and wondering what the hell I was doing in Melbourne by myself (hubby was working) on a quick trip to relax and catch up on much needed sleep.
And while my beautifully created Yum Boxes that I make a few times a week for my girls are lots of fun and look pretty, they make up for the fact that sometimes lunch and dinner is a hastily made tasting plate of whatever is in the fridge or cheese and vegemite on toast.
Recently I had someone reply to a a tweeted picture of a Yum Box I’d made saying ‘Can you please start posting pics of you in your PJ’s at lunch time and Ava’s lunch of stale bread and vegemite?’.
I hear you!
We all want to present to the world our life of sunshine, rainbows and lollipops. I am no exception.
I wrote a post last year called Keeping It Real , and I’m sorry my lovely readers – but it appears I haven’t done a very good job at keeping it real.
I never want to complain because I know how lucky I am to have a beautiful, healthy family. I don’t want to whinge about the fact that I’ve only had a few broken hours sleep, yet again. Or that I am feeling frazzled with a mountain of washing and ironing. Or that I have been a tired, grumpy Mummy rather than the calm, patient, fun, playful Mumma that I want to be.
Instagram and social media in general can make us feel both amazing and pretty crappy at the same time. A flash of a perfectly sculpted body in a bikini on a tropical holiday. Happy snaps of a family at Disney land. A Michelin star meal.
Even now while I’m scrolling through Instagram, there are visions of delicious home made cakes, happy families out for lunch and effortlessly styled outfits.
My own Instagram feed this weekend includes a sunrise over Perth, Chloe’s colourful room and a giant pear! (ha ha! I know – clearly I was starting to go stir crazy at home).
The reality of my weekend is that my hubby is away, and I’ve been on my own with two sick little poppets who have been up through the night with fever, crying and coughing fits. There are toys everywhere and an overflowing washing and ironing basket.
Ava is super clumsy from being unwell and keeps falling over hurting herself and crying ‘I just want my Daddddyyyyyy!!!!’ but at the same time doesn’t want me to stop cuddling her.
Meanwhile, Chloe’s nose is streaming and I have to keep madly dashing to stop her smearing it all over the floor.
But you won’t see pics of that. It’s not pretty or fun. It’s just very real.
A friend of mine recently sent me this fantastic Marie Claire article ‘Do You Have Instagram Envy?‘.
I can safely say that most of us would grudgingly admit we have. It’s hard not to see glimpses of other people lives and look longingly at them.
But we never know what’s REALLY going on in people’s lives. A lot of social media is based on assumption and perception.
Those designer heels that someone’s just popped up a picture of? They might have only tried them on in a shoe store.
That seemingly effortless and gorgeous ‘outfit of the day’ snap? It took two hours of prep work, staking out a great location, the right light and twenty takes.
Happy snaps from a luxurious and exotic holiday? That trip might be made each year on the anniversary of the death of a loved one.
It’s really important to remember what we are seeing are glimpses of the very best parts of people days and lives, and we can’t compare our ordinary everyday moments with those little slivers of extraordinary.
No one’s life is without some kind of struggle or heartache, and sometimes we need to look past all the pretty pictures and realise that things might not be as rosy as they seem.
At the same time we should also take a moment to be truly grateful for what we have in our own lives.
Family. Friends. Good Health. Laughter. Love. Fabulous shoes!
While I won’t be posting pictures of my overflowing laundry basket any time soon, I will certainly include the ‘behind the scenes’ story behind my happy snaps, because that’s real life and it’s what makes the highlight reel moments so amazing!
Here’s to keeping it real (again!) lovelies!
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Have you ever had a moment where everything wasn’t as rosy as it seemed?
What’s your take on social media? Are you a happy snapper too? Or do you think it’s all a bit silly and self indulgent?0