So one of the reasons why I started getting into blogging (other than liking fashion and shopping), is that I could not relate to a lot of the bloggers I was seeing. There is this portrayal of a perfect life, perfect hair, perfect clothes, perfect makeup, perfect background, perfectly clean and decorated home, super thin and in shape women. It makes followers (like me) want to be like them, it brings followers' confidence down because they are emulating an unattainable image. If these girls really have the perfect life then lucky them and I'm so happy for you. This is not the reality for most of us. I talked in an earlier post about my rollercoaster ride with health and weight. I am far from perfect. I have a mommy pouch since giving birth and bloat after eating most foods, I have cellulite on my thighs, colicky hair and it won't hold a curl for the life of me. I get bad heartburn and I have IBS. No you won't see this in the pictures but just know that I am going through things too. I am not perfect. I don't want to pretend to be perfect to get you to follow me. I want to show you who I am, hope some way and some how that I inspire you a little bit or you can relate to me in some way.
This is "mom life", at least mom life in my life. We don't have a big house. It is 3 bedroom but small. We have a 1 car garage and a lot of stuff that has accumulated over the years (and will only get worse). My husband just organized the garage but we still have a lot of crap. Bree has some toys outside in the garage as this is my husband's man cave and he can watch her In there. It is messy. So is the rest of the house because we have 2 dogs and 2 cats and a toddler so there is hair everywhere that constantly needs vacuuming, toys in every room of the house, and crumbs for a toddler who doesn't pay attention when she eats. We have stains on our furniture because Bree spills. Our white rug will soon not be so white because our pets lay on it. Our glass coffee table has little sticky fingerprints all over. I clean it but not everyday because I wouldn't have any time in my day if I cleaned house everyday. Bree likes to be played with and wants mommy and daddy to play with her. That means I have to sit down on the dirty floor and color with her just because she asked me to. This is REAL life in my household, and I am assuming in most other households.
This is why I started blogging. I am ok with these imperfections. We deep clean our home when we have guests over. I take most of my pictures outside and not inside where it is small and messy, but there will be times these imperfections will pop up. After too many outfit changes and too many pictures my hair will get colicky and lose its style and curl. You will still see those pictures. At times you will see the cellulite of my thighs. You will still see those pictures. Sometimes you will see my mom pooch. You will still see my pictures. Most of the time Bree won't be looking at the camera and my smile will start to fade. You will still see those pictures. I want to capture real life. Along the way I hope you can share your real life with me.
Thanks for following along!