I feel bad. I ranted like a little girl who can’t get what she wants to Daddy A. I am aware that (most) people show only the glamorous side of their lives on social media sites. But still. Seeing my friends going out on trips or moms looking so fab–these made me feel… jealous.
I’ve been inside the house for the longest time, every single day is a routine, I’m surrounded by a mess, I feel like this house’s maid (we’re currently living at my parents’ because our apartment’s not ready) because no one really helps me clean or wash the dishes aside from my mom. Why can’t I have a fun and fabulous life? Why am I stuck with a little boy who cries all day long and a little girl who destroys everything she touches?
I kept browsing through the photos, still feeling bad for myself, when The Princess came to my desk and excitedly pulled me to the bed side. “Look, Mommy! Train!” she said. I looked down and saw pentel pens lined up in a single row on the floor.
Surrounding her work of art was a mess. A colorful mess, that is. I’m sure her Wowa will turn into The Hulk when she sees this, but for now, I will enjoy this mess with her.
My Princess, thank you for reminding Mommy that life isn’t just about the glamorous and fun-filled Facebook or Instagram photos. As much as I’d love to be in those places like those people, I’ve realized that I’d rather be here–with you, the Little Man and Daddy A.
The Minis are not as behaved as I’d like them to be, they push my buttons and they leave me feeling like I worked the fields non-stop for a day. I can’t go out as often because of them. I can’t go on shopping sprees or random trips. But what the hell! These little ones make me happy more than anyone else (except for Daddy A, of course :D).
So moms and dads, the next time you feel bad about your life after seeing photos on social media sites, remember to give yourself a break and stop thinking that other people’s lives as the standard of a “happy” life. Pursue your own happiness, instead. You can start by looking at your children. :)