It's Not All Unicorns And Rainbow Farts

Sometimes I sit and stare at the blinking cursor for what feels like hours.  Thoughts swirling around in my head, a few make it to the keyboard only to be wiped out seconds later.  *It’s not happy enough, it’s not informative enough, it’s not funny enough, it’s not enough.*

Do you know how hard it is to come up with happy content all the time?  I’ll tell you.  It’s flipping hard.  Because let’s face it, we are not happy all the time and our lives are not all about the “highlights” of scrumptious meals and parties and weekends away that we tend to want to share.  This is me right now, clawing the walls of my brain to find something happy to write about but knowing that I wouldn’t do it justice because I’m just not “feeling it”.

Every now and then this happens and I get this overwhelming urge to just crawl into my bed, pull the covers over my head and just lie there.

Alone.

With my phone and all it’s social media amazingness safely nestled the bottom of my shoe cupboard, along with my laptop and everything else that constantly beeps at me and expects a reply.  So I guess you’d find my children in there too.

Don’t get me wrong.  I obviously love being connected otherwise I wouldn’t bother connecting (like my social phoebe husband), but eventually it does become slightly overwhelming.  Although, to be fair it’s probably because it’s not only my phone that’s constantly buzzing, but the kids too.

Knox is busy popping 3 or 4 teeth (a couple of fangs and premolars/molars – actually who even knows, he won’t sit still long enough for me to check properly).  Which has now lead to him basically not going to sleep unless he is in bed with us, which means that we all go to bed at 9pm, frustrated.

We have gotten so used to having a “break” from 8 till we decide to go to bed, that having it taken away by force is rather annoying.  I mean seriously, the chip and chocolate industry must have already noticed the rapid decline in their purchase history with us not being able to have our snack and chill moments.

It’s a phase and it will pass.  But I hope it passes rather quickly.