I've fallen out of love with blogging of late, and I've been trying to work out why. Partly, it's that we've had a bad run of illness and the lack of sleep that goes with that, but I also think it runs a little deeper. Sometimes I worry that in my bid to focus on the joyful, creative, fabulous side of caring for small children at home, I present an unrealistic depiction of ours lives. I know that when I look at certain blogs, I can feel quite overwhelmed by how much other mothers seem to achieve. I barely have the time or the energy to keep my house tidy and clean, let alone sew my children clothes, or knit, or make jam, or dream up wonderful craft activities for everyone to do. I don't have an abundance of help, but I certainly haven't got it as hard as some. There are afternoons, when hanging out a load of washing feels like a major achievement! While, I'm proud of the things that we do make and create, I would hate for my blog to make another mum feel inadequate. Basically, I want to celebrate and inspire, not brag. It's all too easy to slip into competitive mothering mode, when really we should be connecting with one another.
Anyway, I thought I'd post some "reality" photos to counterbalance all the the glossy, magazine shoot, "this-is-my-perfect-life" stuff. This is what my house looks like on quite a good day:
In other news, we made Honey Cakes from Inner Pickle's recipe - they were so yummy and super easy to make.