Guys (well, all three of you that are following my blog right now, thanks!! *waves*), I don’t want this to just be a complainy blog. I am totally a wind-chimey hippie-type who loves to practice yoga and tries to meditate and shit. I fucking love my kids, and I have to hold myself back from posting every. single. photo. I take of them on Facebook and Instagram. But being a parent is hard!! And I feel like if we could all be a little more real about that, and share the crap times along with the good, new moms wouldn’t feel like the wool had been pulled over their eyes sometimes.
So I’m here to share both.
My crazy little threenager and I tried to make salt dough ornaments to give as Christmas presents, but it totally pushed my Perfectionist Button. It was frickin’ hard to let go and just allow her to make (what I thought at the time were) ugly ornaments! We only had time to decorate a few before Christmas, but I kept the rest for an activity during those long cold days that I didn’t want to take her and baby C outside. Well, we pulled them out yesterday, and I breathed deeply and let her paint snowflakes green and Christmas trees red, and guess what? While they may not make a Best Of Pinterest list, they still look awesome.
Eff you, Pinterest! 😉
Oh, and what else pushes my Perfectionist Button? This:
Looks like a totally normal baby eating, right? Let him do his thing, he’ll figure it out, it’s all good, kids are messy. This makes me want to crawl out of my skin.
Sigh. There’s a reason I’m in therapy.
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Please. Tell me I'm not the only one.