After six years of motherhood, I have come to two important conclusions.
And so it continues, blissfully ignorant generation after generation.
Social media doesn’t help.
When it comes to inauthenticity on social media we are all perpetrators and victims.
There is almost always a greater truth behind each image we post.
I remember posting a picture of my family after one of the kids’ birthday parties. All of us were laughing and the picture told a story of a perfect day of family togetherness and joy. The birthday party itself was totally Pinterest-worthy (if I do say so myself!) and through our smiles, there was absolutely no indication of any trouble in paradise. I got great feedback like, “I don’t know how you do it all!”
But the reality was, things weren’t so wonderful that day. That morning, my husband and I had a fight and were still giving each other the cold shoulder. I spent most of the day yelling at my kids. I almost had a nervous breakdown over trying to pull everything together in time and in truth, I had two nannies there helping make it all possible. So I didn’t do it all myself. I remember a few weeks later I saw the post and picture and recalled all the events surrounding it and realized how misleading the whole thing was. I suddenly felt disingenuous. And have been wanting to chart a new course ever since.
But I need your help.
So I am inviting all of you moms out there to share some unfiltered moments of real life. The messy life. The sad life. The complicated life. The flawed life.
I will get this started.
I realize how hypocritical it would be to call all of you to share your real moments without sharing my own. As I prepared to finalize this blog I searched my photos for the perfectly imperfect photo (how ironic!) But everything seemed to fall flat. I knew I needed to dig deeper. And then I remembered a video in my old archives that only a few select people have ever seen. Over seven years ago, when I was pregnant with my first daughter, my husband and I were in the middle of World War III as a result of some house renovations. One day, the fight reached a peak and I had a complete meltdown. I was flipping out on him for quite some time until he finally said, “You are being crazy right now! I should video record you so you can see how you’re acting!” (If you really want to piss a pregnant woman off, say those EXACT things.)