This picture is fake news
Every year I take my boys to the pumpkin patch, stick them in a wheelbarrow to chronicle the season.
This time Baby David would be joining us.
I dressed the boys in matching shirts and Baby David in overalls.
But if I’m honest that day I was a little irritated. A lot of things went wrong that day… and on top of that I spent way too much time looking for socks for the boys.
When we got to the pumpkin patch, I chose the color of the wheel baroorw with my finished picture in mind.
I picked out a pumplkin, with the picture in mind, and I arranged the boys in the wheel barrow with the baby in the middle. As irritated as I was, and after all my hard work n all I have to do was get them all to look at me and smile at the same time.
My husband Paul was standing very close to the boys in the wheel barrel. And in annoyance I asked him to move out of my “frame”. Y’all don’t know, but Crazy Photographer Mom was in full effect. As he tip toed out of the frame I saw that he was trying to tell me something, I didn’t care to ask him either. And before he could gather the words to kindly warn me about the wheel barrow.
It started to fall. It began to fall With all three of our boys and a pumpkin in it.
It was like time froze. I’ve never seen anything fall so slowly in my life.
I felt like I was watching the Titanic sinking.
The boys hit the ground unharmed… and the pumpkin rolled and wobbled on the gorund next to them
I stood there stunned.
And Paul was standing where I told him to.
This had to be the longest five seconds of my life.
I looked around in embarrasment to see if anyone would notice us picking our boys up off of the ground.
Crazy photograhey mom hadn’t gone anywhere, I dusted the boys off, consoled David, told PJ so stop his fake ugly cry, and moved the wheel barrow to a more stable areas, and tried to take the photo again.
But this time the boys were SALTY. I mean, SALTY.
They consoled eachother, David cried out of shock, and PJ tried to seize the moment to give a dramatic recap.
Eventaully, I got this picture.
It’s cute, the boys look happy. (David still wasn’t having it)
But this picture doesn’t tell the whole story.
This picture doesn’t tell the story of a mother who had a rough day. Who had to tell her son that they couldnt make it to the pumpkin pacth on two separte occasions already. It doesn’t tell the story of a mama who couldnt find socks because all of the laundry was dirty. It doesn’t tell the story of a mother with an attitude, who’s not in the moment, who’s only there for the photo opt. Who just told her husband who was trying to prevent the boys from falling to get out of her way. This picture doesn’t tell you they the boys fell out of the wheel barrow just 10 minutes prior, and nearly rolled down the hill.
Sometimes us moms see other moms post pefect picture of their children on social media. I do it all the time, I’m a crazy photographer mom for goodness sake. I thrive on cuteness overload and good light. But if you look behind the scenes of a photo, you’ll find the truth. You’ll find a mother who wants to capture a moment when her children are happy, no matter want she’s been through.
Mama’s keep posting your cute pictures, but when you see another mama’s pictures don’t compare your behind the scenes to her highlights.
Motherhood isn’t always easy, but the pictures don’t always tell you that.
Motherhood needs grace, but you may not see that on Instagram.
Motherhood can be challenging, even when Pinterest makes it seem easy.
Your real life won’t compare to compare to what you see on your screen.But God’s real love and grace is the bridge between you and perfection.
So don’t compare yourself to other mom’s picture-perfect moments. Trust that she has a behind the scenes too.God made you your child’s mother and HE has THE most perfct picture of you as mother in His mind.Ask him to show you His image of you, and when and if you get discouraged about your behind the scenes, or another mama’s highlight, take a peak as God’s graciosu and perfect perfect image of your motherhood. Remind yourself of it daily, because HIS image is the only one that we should strive to be like.