Sunday, August 9, 2009

At Least I Leave My Clothes On....

I've realized lately that I only tend to write when I'm happy. This bothers me to a certain extent, since I don't want anyone to ever think that I sugarcoat my life. I certainly don't want to be one of those mommy bloggers who writes nothing but glowing things about her family and her clean house and her perfect four course meals every night... well, you get the drift. So here's a snapshot of my reality:

My house is messy. All the time. That comes with two kids, I guess--I can't seem to conquer the clutter!! I don't cook every night. Hell, I probably only go to the grocery store once a month -I hate it THAT much, so we're lucky if there's even fresh milk in the fridge. I don't "fulfill my wifely duties" enough (according to my husband). I have difficulty being a consistent discipliner, if that's even a word. Sometimes I let the kids eat whatever the want in the morning, just as long as they'll get their butts out of bed. I wear the same things over and over cause I'm just too lazy to really care. I don't change the sheets every week like I should. (Argh.. I hate that word!!). See... I sound like a total sloth, don't I?

My life is certainly not a picture perfect world. But on the other side of the coin... .I often don't want to write when I'm not happy simply because I don't want to deal with whatever it is that is bothering me. Writing about it means that I will have to analyze it enough to get it out into words, and often that's just too much work. I'm a classic avoider. I avoid confrontation in any way that I can. When faced with a situation I don't want to deal with it, I would rather just go to bed. Not so productive/healthy, I know, but at least I can admit it. Admittance is the first step, right?

After reading numerous posts lately by bloggy friends dealing with this issue, I guess I just felt the need to say these things. I kept feeling this little guilty bubble pop up over my head, like in a cartoon, thinking "Are they talking about me??" Lord, I hope not. My life's not perfect, but it's mine. And I love it. Messy rooms and all. Hey... at least I don't do this:

bad mom Pictures, Images and Photos

Everyone's got standards, right??

5 comments:

Cyndi said...

I love this post! You knew I would. That picture from fail blog is freakin' priceless too.

Conflict avoidance? Ummm....ditto (unless that makes you feel bad in any way, in which case I didn't mean it and I take it back). :)

Not into grocery shopping, cooking, housekeeping....ditto.

You do NOT come off as one of "those mommy bloggers".

2 Kids 3 Martinis said...

You're funny. And sweet. And thoughtful. And honest. And simple. And uncomplicated. And supportive. I jus really like and appreciate you a lot. From waaaaay over here and in this netherworld of internetness...

I wish you were closer. We'd definitely hang out in our messy houses and commiserate. Of course, with cocktails...

I LOVE THE PHOTO! Now I REALLY gotta stop stripping in front of my kids...

fuzzycricket said...

I do the same thing! Avoid writing the bad stuff because I don't want to dwell on it. I can totally relate to the messy house (I've got some dishes that have needed looking after for longer than they should have) the fresh milk (ours was 6 days expired today) and the two kids (I have two, too). While life isn't always perfect, I'm learning to let myself enjoy it, even if my bed isn't made. Even without stripping in the living room, LOL!

So, here's to you for acknowledging how life really is, and choosing to let it be okay. Because it really is. Okay.

shortmama said...

I understand where you are coming from. I try to keep my blog light and funny, even though life definitely isnt always that way. I do try to include the not so good to, because it helps me to see another side of things. And since I like to expose my house for my home redo thing everyone knows my house isnt always clean, or rarely clean for that matter.

Mommy of Three said...

sure wish i could relate Jess,but i just cant. my life is perfect. clean house all the time, exact schedule for breakfast lunch and dinner and of course you know it is a five course meal. My kids also never fight, never scream, never throw fits, clean their own rooms, eat all their food, have perfect manners, and always go to the toilet instead of on themselves.
oh wait, crap, that was my dream last night not my reality. guess you will have to scratch the first paragragh. lol no ones life is perfectand their is nothing wrong with just writing about the good times. most of the bad times are the reality in everyones life. at least those with more than one child under the age of 10.