Thursday, September 11, 2008

Let the Good Times Roll

So, yesterday was a bad day.  The boys were fighting and they were disobedient and hideously mouthy to me.  I felt like I spent the day screaming my flippin' head off and on the verge of tears for a number of reasons.  My friend, Jaime, could tell you that I was pretty down and stressed and grumpy.  She listened, very sweetly, to my explanations of what was wrong and then she said something that I've been chewing on ever since.  She said, within the context of our conversation, that my "blog is pretty cheery."  

Hmmm...  it is.  Which, I guess is what I meant it to be.  I like that it focuses me on the good things.  But, I don't want to give the impression that I have got it all together.  Looking at other people's blogs, I must admit that sometimes I feel a little inadequate in one manner or another.  There are a lot of things that I would like to be doing that I can't manage to do for one reason or another.  And, I do think that occasionally I start feeling like everyone else is doing it ALL and handling the naughty kids and unwashed dishes with a grace and lightheartedness that I often lack.  

We bloggers do have a bit of a dilemma here, don't we?  Taking pictures of the bright, clean spots in our homes and the sweet moments of our lives.  Talking of all our crafting and baking and homemade and handgrown this or that..... Nobody wants to see a picture of me screaming at the boys with fire coming out of my eyeballs or my currently DISGUSTING kitchen or of my kids punching each other or threatening to throw rocks at me or of all my frozen chicken nuggets and high fructose corn syrup laden cupboards.  Do they?  We've sort of created a funny little world here.  But it is hard to be "real" with strangers.  And my family and friends have to be my therapists often enough; I certainly don't need to dish out any more of that over the internet.  I suppose there ARE blogs out there for that.   I've decided to stick to the sunny side here.  That is what I want to appreciate and share now and what I want to remember when I'm old.  

So here are my happy bits for the day.  Tate had his first day of preschool and loved it!  He is bummed that he doesn't get to ride a bus like his big brother, but the back pack and snack at school seem to make up for it.  


And, unlike yesterday, we had a nice little breezeway picnic lunch and the boys shared about their days.  SHARED and in a rather civilized manner.  OKAY, I am not messing EVERYTHING up, even after a bad day.  


Thank you boys, for the reminder that we ALL are actually capable of having a good day and treating each other with patience and kindness.  Thank you family and friends for your non-blog related therapy.  Thank you fellow bloggers for mostly keeping light, instead of keeping it real.  Let the good times roll.

7 comments:

Matroskin said...

I know what you mean. Sometimes when I'm having a bad day I fell like all other blogging mums are perfect. But I know a handful of mums who blog because they have had post natal depression and use their blogs as a form of therapy, to concenctrate on nice thoughts. It might seem to an outsider that everything is cheerful.

Your babes are cute!

Toni said...

Just wanted to tell you that your post hit a familiar chord, only you said it so much better. Thanks, and I love your blog

Artfulife said...

You are too cute! I would so much rather spend the few minutes I have reading funny, uplifting stuff than someone going on and on about how pathetic their life is. I agree with you, I look at some blogs and wonder if I am even living up to being half the mom I see some of these other ladies being. But I have realized that they too sweep the dirties under the rug and focus on the positive. I thank all of them for that. I love reading other's blogs for the very fact that it inspires me too try just a little harder tomorrow than I did today. I love reading your blog, and it's nice to know I am not the only one having to deal with mean and grumpy children. Here's to a great rest of the week.

Dana said...

But isn't the mere focusing on the good and beautiful really filling a need to be reminded. I certainly don't photograph the dustbunnies under my couch . . . but then again when I'm old and gray I don't want to still be thinking about the dustbunnies under my couch. I want to remember the beautiful things.

I soooo know what your saying as I've posted about this same thing just recently. But, I like being reminded to stop in all the hustle and bustle of life and appreciate what is good among all the chaos.

Rosepoet said...

Your feelings are totally valid and understandable... but even when you're feeling down, your adorable, uplifting blog (tho it might not be a true reflection of your immediate situation and feelings) makes total strangers feel hope. I love reading about your good moments...they make my not-good moments seem not quite as bad!

tamoore48 said...

There's a cousin on Mike's side of the family - I believe you've met her - who uses her blog to rant *at* the people she feels have wronged her. I much prefer to read yours (although I admit to a certain level of train-wreck fascination with hers)...

But, I also admit that in the blog world, your parenting is actually intimidating, so I'm glad I have witnessed the time outs, arguments and other descents into minor chaos!

Marisa and Creative Thursday said...

This is a great post Elissa! thanks for sharing it with me ;)