{"id":2950,"date":"2011-02-02T09:22:50","date_gmt":"2011-02-02T16:22:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.com\/wordpress\/?p=2950"},"modified":"2011-02-02T10:45:36","modified_gmt":"2011-02-02T17:45:36","slug":"coming-clean","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.com\/wordpress\/?p=2950","title":{"rendered":"Coming Clean."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I fear that I have given you all the wrong idea about life here at Chaos. I am feeling a little bit guilty and really need to come clean.<\/p>\n<p>It isn&#8217;t that I have been lying, but maybe I have\u00a0 not been entirely truthful. As I was catching up on my email and blog reading this weekend I saw that my friend <a href=\"momology.blogspot.com\" target=\"_blank\">Christina,<\/a> who is always telling me I lead such a &#8220;charmed life,&#8221; wrote, &#8220;I&#8217;m a much better mom when someone is watching.&#8221; Hmm&#8230;that really struck a chord with me. And then my friend <a href=\"http:\/\/alteringlife.blogspot.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">Kimberly<\/a> did an entire post about how much she chooses to put on her blog and what she leaves out. That kind of hit home, too.<\/p>\n<p>When I started this blog it was for my family to follow along with our adventures while getting fed a steady stream of photos of the girls. It has since evolved into a baby book-like milestone documentation, a little jumble of craftiness,\u00a0 and a whole lot of photos. But I still mostly think of it as a vehicle for when I will need a trip down memory lane after my birdies have left the nest. And I think that is why I subconsciously self-edit a lot of my posts. I want to remember all of the sweet, take-my-breath away moments. But when I look back through the archives, I realize it so isn&#8217;t the whole picture.<\/p>\n<p>In fact, I&#8217;m probably giving you maybe 25% of the picture. So let me tell you the &#8220;rest of the story.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The girls are not the angels they are usually depicted to be. They fight like all siblings do. They do not instinctively pick up after themselves. They throw fits when I suggest &#8220;why don&#8217;t you just wear the sweater that is right here.&#8221; They contradict me and have been called out on being &#8220;sassy&#8221; more times than I&#8217;d like to admit. Emma whines or does this baby talk thing and Addie &#8220;talks&#8221; in cat meows, both of which drive me to the brink of insanity.<\/p>\n<p>Through it all, I try to be a patient. loving mom, that mom I want to be (or am when others are watching), but more often than not, I fail with a big, fat F. By the end of the day I just don&#8217;t have another ounce of patience. I yell. I am easily frustrated when I have to repeat myself and I&#8217;ve been known to just pretty much&#8230;give up. I get to the point where I &#8220;just-don&#8217;t-care-how-or-what-you-do-just-get-INTO-bed-NOW-before-I-get-up-to-your-room!&#8221; That old saying <em>&#8220;when Momma&#8217;s unhappy, nobody&#8217;s happy&#8221; <\/em>really rings true in our house most days in our house.<\/p>\n<p>So why am I telling you all of this? I don&#8217;t know &#8211; I guess I don&#8217;t want you to think it is always rainbows and sunshine over here. I want to be able to vent occasionally and I do it best through writing, so I don&#8217;t want you to be totally surprised when I sit down and write an out-of-left-field rant. And I also want you to know the behind the scenes, I am like every other ordinary mom trying to raise kids that will be kids. I don&#8217;t have it all figured out, I&#8217;m just a pretty good actor.<\/p>\n<p>In the end, it all comes down to &#8211; when I look back, I don&#8217;t want to remember the days that I am not the mom I want to be. I want to remember the amazing moments and feel like I really did enjoy the little things. So I won&#8217;t apologize anymore, but there will always be more &#8220;good day&#8221; posts than &#8220;bad day&#8221; ones. And lots of photos, too.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"DSC_0017.jpg by Voris, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/voris\/5410261167\/\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm6.static.flickr.com\/5220\/5410261167_5cb0888727_b.jpg\" alt=\"DSC_0017.jpg\" width=\"800\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I fear that I have given you all the wrong idea about life here at Chaos. I am feeling a little bit guilty and really need to come clean. 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