YEP! That's box colour on my hair folks... sorry to all my hairdressing friends and family!
BUT a mumma has to do what a mumma has to do!
Let's face it I have no time to scratch myself half the time, let alone have the time for sit for hours in a hair salon. YES, yes we can all find time for 'self care' BLAH BLAH ( I hear this ALL the time, can you tell?) BUT I would much prefer to spend my two hours at the float tank than in the hair salon.... like dah, priorities!
Just this morning I was looking through my Facebook feed whilst on the toilet and I saw multiple Mummas enjoying breakfast out, at the hair salon, on their way to the gym or posting lovely pictures of their fresh nail job.
MMMMmmm well I thought WTF am I doing wrong?
This year has been the first time that James baby has been away from me for an amount of time. This year he goes to preschool.
So really that frees me up for nails, hair, gym sesh and breakie out, right?
WRONG... when James is at school I take Scar to her activities, clean my house that I CAN NOT do when he is around ( all my special needs mummy's will understand that) and if I am lucky I have enough time to put that BOX hair colour on whilst I enjoy a warm cup of coffee and write this stupid post.
I really need to stop comparing my life to others... what the FARK have I been doing it this week? I dunno, like I am HAPPY with me. I am HAPPY with my chipped nail job, severe regrow and my saggy Mum butt and no friends.
Why... why am I so HAPPY?
BECAUSE.... my children are HAPPY.
I am here for them whenever they need me.
I may not be perfection to look at....
BUT I do a hell of a job co ordinating and communicating my sons needs and TEAM.
Being here for my newly diagnosed daughter and whatever she needs.
I just got to this point and thought, why am I writing this again?
OH... that's right!
I do the BEST ME!
And my ME is pretty FARKING awesome!!!!
Like the things I have accomplished with my children in this 4 short years is mind blowing.
After all they are my greatest achievement.... nail polish chips, hair colour fades BUT the energy and time I put into my children is shaping them to be bright shining lights and that's where my heart is.
And they love me the way I am.
NOTE: this is NOT an attack on fabulous picture perfect mummas. Because quite frankly no one is perfect. This is a post about not comparing ourselves to others. One's priorities are not another's priority.