As I glance through my home timeline on Facebook, I see some great photos. I see special events, births, birthdays, holidays, first days of school or preschool...or daycare. I see anniversaries and marriages. I see fun times and vacations. I see the best of everyone. Is it?
I was looking at my Instagram account, and I noticed how pretty dang awesome my life seems on there. I get that social networking is made for that reason. Sharing your life. I know that it would be crazy boring to see uploaded pictures of someone watching television, but sometimes I think it would be a crazy experiment. How is it really at others homes? Take me for example. My picture above looks like a nice, calm, happy day in Disney. My kids and myself are all matchy, matchy with our personalized tee's, and they are smiling. Disney is fun, but this picture does not reflect what really happened to get this shot. Let me share the truth.
It was my brainy idea to get the t-shirts made. Why not? My friend does them, and I love her work, so I bought the family, minus the hubs, one. No way would he. In my mind it was for a cute picture. My daughters were game. They loved them, but my son. Good Lord. He HATES personalized tees. I have tried and he refuses. That is why you see his without the name. I figured I could squeeze it in. Oh heck to the no. It had a tie. It had a tie sewn on. Not cool Mom! So in front of Animal Kingdom, I am begging my kids to stop for a photo. My son is mad. My daughters are only interested in going on down the path to the rides. Their excitement is at a high. We just got there. Come on.
Son- just put the t-shirt on for one picture. I promise you can take it off after. After some begging and bartering, he finally agreed. Group up, poses discussed, tee's visible, and picture taken. Of course each one of them had their eyes closed due to the sun, so lets do this again. Complaining all around. I am flustered. I am giving them the- I would scream at you guys, but I can't because we are at the happiest place on earth and how dare I scold you in front of a mouse- look?!? They sit still for one more snap. Done. Well, at least we are enough for me to use Instagram's filters and borders to make it look more warm. So, then I am done. T-shirt off, girls walking, hubs is trying, and I am left full of anxiety and hot from the the commotion. Memories, right?
As I am looking further down my timeline, I see almost every family picture I posted is taken after the same pre-snap ritual. My kids are not models, and they could care less in this moment in time about a picture. A picture for me to post on 3 different apps for all to see just how awesome my family is. Guess what? It isn't. If I were to post an honest day in the life of an Edwards, it would be so sad. I am sure you guys would not be interested in seeing me in pajamas with no make-up on, or my kids in mismatched play clothes. They might have or might not have brushed their teeth that day, as well as their hair. I am sure that is not fancy enough, although it is how I spend my weekends if activities are not going on. Not glamorous at all! Just real. Real boring, but so much more relaxing. The more I pose them, the more I am a poser.
My Facebook life is sweet, and happy, and exactly what I want you to see. It is not what happens all the time. Now, I do have the best kids, and the best husband, and all the other stuff it looks to be, but it is not like that at all times, at all, or even close. It is a small glimpse of my life.
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