Easter

I stressed about this week, hard. J was working and my mum went to Sydney. My two main peeps weren't going to be in my city and I'm all about family for the holidays.

It was touch and go with James's sister coming up so I was bummed. Holidays mean family and I was freaking it was only going to be me and my two babies.

Surprisingly enough, I've had a pretty awesome 4 day weekend filled with family and friends.

Friday morning I woke up to realise Daisy had slept through the night! It was a sign. We had friends over Friday morning and then went to J's parents for a seafood dinner, delish!

Saturday my sister and one of our best childhood friends came up. We had a fish and chip lunch, they took Seb swimming and we played in the park, it was simple but we had so many laughs and the kids love being out. Saturday night, I set up sebs Easter hunt through the house, complete with bunny footprints, I felt like a child again and I'm so thankful I get to live the magic again through my kids.

When both babes woke up Sunday, I yelled out to Seb that the Easter bunny had been, he went running, finding eggs and pondering the footprints, they were dusty apparently. He shoved so many chocalates in his little gob, I knew drama was coming. He didn't have more after I said so but the damage was done. The meltdown came and it was a doozy, he ended up back in bed for half an hour to calm his farm. He was soo well behaved for the rest of the day so I guess if we only had one shitty hour I can't really complain.

After daisy's first nap we headed back over to J's parents for a BBQ lunch, my sister in law, her partner and my Neice made the trip and it was great. The kids all played, daisy stuffed her face and Seb had a second Easter egg hunt with his Papa. When our bellies were full we headed home again for daisys next sleep. I spent the afternoon with two of my long lost friends who moved away after school, it really made my Easter. It's funny how you can be so far away from people for such a long time, to be on completely different life paths but when you reunite, it feels like we're 18 again and nothing had changed.

So come today, we were all about relaxing and getting back into the swing of things, we had a doctors visit, too many loads of laundry, a park play and a nap. It was the perfect end to Easter. It would've been better if J was around but I'm definitely feeling thankful for the other people in our lives. 

I love that a picture can tell you one thousand things but it can also give you a completely false tale also.

Instagram gets to me, it gets me up and it gets me down. 

When I'm in a terrible mood, the kids are being cray and we're stuck at home I'm clearly on Instagram looking at all the fun family outings people are having, it gets me down, it grinds my gears and pisses me off because I'm selfish and I wanna be having all the fun you guys! 

Today I posted this picture 

Yay park fun! We're all so happy and we're out and we're having fun!

What no one knows (until now) is how Daisy was pissed at the sun and getting sleepy, that moments before we left, Seb smashed up his face, there was blood and snot and tears, that he has a massive fat lip and dried blood in his nose. That I felt like crap because I have a cold and mastitis that's slowly rearing it's ugly head but look guys we're out and we're playing at the park and the sun is shining and all the fun things.

The photos people choose to share are such a false representation of their life, yes that moment happened and we did have a fun hour out at the park but life isn't all fuzzy bunnies and rainbows, everyone has shitty days and it's okay. It's life, I just wish people could be real about it. Don't get me wrong, no one liked a Debbie downer but nothing pissed people off more then fakeness, give me the dirt, the good times and the bad, give me it all