I love camera roll posts. Its more of a realistic view of what a normal day consists of with a kid...chaos. I'm sure some wonder how I have the time/effort/desire to put so much into my baby as she's gotten older + the sweet baby phase is over + she's no longer just an accessory on my hip. Even though she knows how to model pout for the camera + she's put together as we leave the house, those photos really only show 1% of our day. Once the camera is put up, she starts ripping her shoes off, gets some sort of food in her hair or gets just plain dirty in muddy water.
Some days we stay in jammies all day (well at least until daddy comes home + then I throw on jeans for me and a clean tee for her. I like to look at least a little presentable for my husband ;) I don't try to act like life with a wild child is picture perfect. Thats why I can't relate to most blogs because it is just so fake sometimes. Sure I don't put pictures up when she's crazy face crying or with spaghetti smeared all over her, but I don't like to pretend like she's the most perfect child that never throws a tantrum or makes a horrific mess when I'm drying my hair.
Sometimes I wish for nap time to come faster + other days we don't even notice she's sleepy. It all depends. I love the pics of moms that are taking endless selfies + I always wonder what their house really looks like + where their children are during their i love me time.
It's funny, my high maintenance has subsided + has completely manifested in her. Don't get me wrong, I still dress up with hair, make-up + the whole shebang, I just have a different routine now + choose to focus more time on her than do my lipstick for an hour. In the beginning, I would try to do it all: be completely ready, have her dressed with a clean house + made from scratch lunches + dinners. It was easy in the beginning when she slept for 4 hour stretches but as she grew older, I grew tired of trying to fit into the superwifemom role blogs out there try to depict. None of it is real. I have never wanted to be anything I wasn't so I didn't know why I was trying to be perfect.
So, most days I have to make choices. Do I wash my hair and take the time to style it? or just pull it back and do a puzzle with her before errands? I always choose her. I am not saying I'm anyone special for being present with my kid, I just know in the grand scheme of things when I look back at my life and time with her, will it have mattered if the dishes and laundry were done, her room was clean or if I wore eyeliner that day? No.
crazy
messy
