My partner said something to me other night that got me thinking. He seen me typing away frantically on my iPad and said “are you writing a blog?” I said “yeah, why?” And he responded “are you going to write something positive?” That then resulted in me having a minor meltdown about the fact that I do I post good stuff too. Don’t I?
I am the worst over thinker ever so it’s been playing on my mind ever since. I don’t want people to get the wrong idea or think that I only share the bad stuff, because I also share the good. When I decided to make the blog public I always had (and still have) the intention of being 100% transparent. Sharing exactly how my motherhood journey really is. No bullshit and no sugar coating for the benefit of others. There is absolutely no benefit to me falsifying the truth. I wish I’d read a blog like mine being having Baxter but to be honest I probably wouldn’t have believed it. It’s one of those things you really have to experience to understand.
I love my child with all of my being. It’s more of an obsession I sometimes think as I love him THAT much. He’ll never do wrong in my eyes.
So please, don’t get me wrong, don’t read into my posts that I don’t enjoy being a mother. I love being a mum, I just say it how it is, good and bad.