A friend of mine and I have been having an ongoing conversation over the past few months. Why are people so afraid of being honest? I think that the world would just be a better place if we were a little more honest and (gasp!) vulnerable to others. This friend and I have sent each other texts like “I don’t feel like folding the laundry….so I’m not.”
Moms are especially bad about this. When people ask me, “How are you today?” I always seem to answer, “I’m doing good.” Or something of that sort. When people ask me about how the babies are, I always say, “They’re so sweet.” or something of that sort. BUT THIS ISN’T TRUE. Of course, my babies ARE sweet and amazing and darling, but sometimes when someone asks me, “How are the babies doing?” I just wanna say, “Well, one has decided to not sleep through the night because his teeth hurt and the other has roid rage from being put on Prednisone.” Can you IMAGINE the looks I would get? When people ask me how I am, sometimes I just wanna say, “Well, I have two babies that are both crawling and into everything, plus they have stopped sleeping, and I teach 4th grade all day, and my allergies are horrible right now. Plus, it’s been raining out recess a lot.” But people don’t wanna hear that. They want to hear that I’m good and that my babies are the best.
Don’t get me wrong, my life is so so so good most of the time. I love my life all of the time. But sometimes it’s hard. And when it gets hard, I want to be able to say that it is hard and people not say, “Don’t wish this time away.” or “Enjoy them while they’re little.” I really do guys. But on days after I haven’t slept well in a while, sometimes I just say, “This. Is. Hard.” But I don’t. Except I do text my #realtalk friend every once in a while. She gets me.
Today, I told everyone I was “doing good!” when they asked, but then I came home and ate a pound of white chocolate covered pretzels. That’s real mom life guys.