So, this morning was bad like just not fun.
Alot of people on social media don't post their sad times and why should you want to? People want to depict their life as perfect, as flawless as having a seamless edge from one story to the next. Alas, that could be true however for alot of us (whether parents or not) life just isn't flowing from one poetic tale to the next - if you're the lucky one who has found a prince Charming or found your perfect career then great.
I, on the other hand, evidently haven't.
I began blogging as a way to share my own stories as well as others, I had hid in the shadows from social media, from a social life because of some arsehole making me feel ashamed of my flaws - some flaws not even being flaws but just an extension of my colourful personality and why shouldn't that be allowed. Why shouldn't I be allowed to be who I am? My blog has given me confidence to just write what I want whether people read it or not. Words don't need to be eloquent or dictating what life is or isn't.
This morning was not great I've reached a point in single motherhood I'm sure alot experience but don't talk about - I don't enjoy my children all the time.
We're all learning together and the experience at times is overwhelming and pushing the limits of my patience.
When you care about someone and know the best for them and they don't listen it's basically exasperating for them to ignore you, but, as ever it's continuous but not ever lasting.
This is Winnie and I today - been to Woodthorpe Garden Centre and this little nugget is coming on amazing, she's just an amazing baby and I don't regret having her or my children. This is my happy moment today seeing my new one seeing new things and watching her grow.
They are a credit to me.
Just some days I think we all forget we have to live together and one will against three is.. Quite frankly.. Sometimes... Shit.
