Let's talk about real life. I'm told all the time that I'm super positive. I think that is true, most days. But let's be real... we all have shitty moments and days. I'm having one right now as I write this in a parked car (the proof is in the photos if you don't believe me).
You see, Bodie has slept like total garbage for the last several nights. I mean, he has never slept through the night at almost 17 months old, but the last several days were even worse. I'm talking night terrors, bedtime battles, and being up 6-8 times over 7 hours. I also am recovering from mastitis. My husband and I got in an argument over I don't even know what because we are so tired. All I know is I wasn't very nice... he was telling me he was tired and I told him to drink coffee and put on his big boy pants. Sorry, Ed. And now I'm sitting in this car because driving was the only way I could get my little one to sleep, and I just dealt with health insurance for the last hour sitting here.... and after I filled out an application I got a call from Russia! WTF? Right? I didn't answer.
Okay, I'm sharing this for a reason. It isn't for sympathy. My life is spectacular. I know that. It's a privledge for these problems to be all I have to deal with in life... BUT we all have shitty moments and it is okay. And you can feel shitty over your privledged problems sometimes, too. You're allowed to cry and FEEL. You're allowed to get stressed. Then you pick yourself up, and get it all done. We don't wallow here. We don't pity ourselves. We just feel and move on.
I never want anyone feel like the lifestyle I teach is perfect. My Instagram photos may look like a bright and colorful world, and it is most days, but not everyday! That's not what we are ever going for... that would be so fake.
Little one is now waking, and I'm going to get my tired self a latte.
love you and thank you for reading!