This morning as I was going through some of my recent posts, I started questioning myself.
Wondering if I was being completely honest, or if I was glossing over our reality.
Because by and large, my latest posts have all been pretty positive. Sure, I’ve had my moments of frustration, but lately I’ve either been able to find the silver lining or look at the bigger picture before letting little annoyances get to me. There really haven’t been any major disasters or “hot mess” moments.
And I know that this is likely going to sound crazy, but I’ve been feeling the pressure to be more negative. More complain-y.
That if I want to be truly “authentic” or “real” I need to start complaining about my kids and making jokes about how useless my husband is. (He’s not, just for the record).
But I can’t do that.
Because the truth is, that’s not my reality.
Sure, I get annoyed. I get frustrated. I blow my top.
I grumble and groan and bitch and moan.
I do allll the things.
But at the end of the day, my goal is to do them a whole lot LESS.
So I’m constantly watching myself. Catching myself. Noticing when I’m going off the rails.
So I can correct course.
And move forward.
Because I really and truly believe that if you look for the good, you’ll find it.
And yes, it’s hard. And yes, it can feel downright impossible.
And yes, parenthood can be absolutely ridiculous sometimes.
But the good is there.
And I’m never going to stop looking for it.