This morning I started my day by doing a little video on Instagram about how I wanted to document “A day in the life.”
This was a whim decision, probably due to the fact that I was feeling happy and having a relaxing, great morning.
What better way to live my day than to document it for the world to see?! (says everyone’s subconscious with social media)
Then my day took a turn for the real. It got rushed, messy, unexciting, and errand-laden as many days do for SAHMs.
I dropped the kids off at preschool camp and forgot to make a video. No biggy. I can still totally make a day in the life video.
Then, I went running with a friend and was so intentionally engaged in convo that I definitely forgot to flip out insta-story and document for you. Darn, that would’ve been a great healthy moment to capture hahaa.
Then, Cal and I needed to run to Sam’s quickly while I only had one kid because shopping with 3 children at lunch time is an ONLY IN DESPERATION move.
The cart was looking super photo-opp ready! Almond butter, organic chicken, spinach, produce, ETC…. But this mama was on a mission and insta-story took a backseat.
ALSO confession: I impulse purchased kettle chips and truffle chips because they were on sale for $.91. And frosted mini wheats for my constipated child. (we rarely eat cereal but desperate times.)
SAM’S WIN: I kept the bill under $200 and didn’t have any impulsive clothing or kitchen appliance purchases.
After stashing groceries, rinsing off in the shower, and running out the door to pick up the olders, I quickly realized I forgot my left arm phone.
By the time I got home with three hungry little lions, there was no insta-story documenting going on.
By this point, I think I kinda let go of the whole “document my day” idea and decided instead, to eat chips (and blueberries) for lunch because even health nuts like me make stupid food choices.
Yep, that happened.
Then I remembered that my five year old basically has no shirts because he is growing faster than the weeds in our yard.
SO, being the optimist I am, I announced “We’re going shopping!”
“Getting a few shirts will be quick,” she said. “I can bribe them to stay in the play area!” she said. “We can make it home by naptime,” she said.
(I am she if you didn’t follow that.)
It was nap time. And the play area in my favorite resale store was out of commission. Of course it was!
Let’s just say there was not an extra hand (even if I had wanted to) to capture for my Instagram followers the chaos of me trying to keep the babes from destroying all the things.
At one point, Annabelle had stripped down to her undies which happened to be a swimsuit bottom (because why not?) and was trying on all the frilly dresses that would be best suited for Easter Sunday … in 1998. In all the sizes. In the middle of the aisle.
Somehow, we managed to get home with only adorable clothes for her and some clothes for my magic bean stalk growing boy. Mission accomplished!
We came home and got the littles down for a nap and I was so self indulgent as to READ A FICTION BOOK and eat a delicious salad! It was a glorious little hour. Just me and my iced tea and “The Husband’s Secret” by Liane bloody-brilliant Moriarty.
I was going to do an Instagram video and fill you all in that I didn’t die on my run, but when I opened my video and flipped it to selfie-cam, I remembered that I hadn’t touched my own hair and makeup.
I was gross looking. VAIN ALERT! (I somehow forgot about Instagram’s filters.)
So that’s my IG day-in-the-life-story fail.
Instead, I decided to write a blog about how documenting my day stresses me out and leads to me eating kettle chips for lunch and reading fiction while my kid watches TV.
Because you deserve the real story.
(At least I went for a run and ate a salad today, okay? We’re calling it a win. Also Prime day was 2 days ago, and I ordered an INSTAPOT!!! DINNER, COMIN’ ATCHA BABES!!!)