Our Journey

Our Journey

I’ve always found inspiration in the developing world where the pace is slow and the people have so little. Usually it’s the strength and resilience in the women that I admire the most. However on a recent trip to Central America I have been changed forever by a group of children – many of them teenagers!! In fact the most respectful, thoughtful , smart, gentle and happy teens I’ve ever come across. Not a lick of attitude amongst them! “Who are their parents?” you ask. No parents, just an amazing organization and a lot of love and structure. As many of you know each summer [...]

Why I created HipMum

Why I created HipMum

I believe women in general are extraordinary, but mothers (not to blow my own trumpet) never cease to amaze me. As the proud mother of four incredible little people (ages 11,9,6, and 4) I understand the meaning of selflessness. Like most families, there is never a dull moment in our house. I’m constantly wishing I had more time to spend with each child and more time to myself. And I wish my bathroom felt less like a highway! Regardless of whether we’ve chosen to work from home, climb the corporate ladder, start a business or stay home with the kids – mothers are the busiest [...]

This picture is so far from my reality that I can feel the cynic in me emerge. “As if”, I think, “anyone would be so damn organized as to have a bread-board inspired contraption that holds a glass of wine and a book in the bath”. I really had to take a minute to analyze why this picture irked me so much.

Probably because it looks so euphoric, so tranquil and so damn perfect and the truth is, this picture is the epitome of what my life is not.

For instance, in this perfectly clean bathroom there are no toys in the bath and  there are candles standing upright. Freshly cut bougainvillieas are placed next to the neatly folded towels – which are white! The book is dust-free and this whole scene screams…well actually whispers “this room is silent and meant for only one person’.

Considering I struggle to even take a dump in peace – this is a strange concept for me right now. Our bathroom is like a Bangkok highway – a lot of people, chaos and mess. (and often polluted from kids inability to remember to flush the toilet)

So tell me, does anyone really do this or has this been set up to make us feel inadequate? Another one of society’s images for how the perfect life ‘should’ look?  Nice house, perfectly organized and always clean and tidy. This may come easy for some but for me it’s a lot of work and so boring!  I say to hell with it. Life is way too short to spend your life trying to make everything look perfect -  kids are messy, loud and chaotic – and so is my house. I try my hardest to keep a certain level of order – mainly for my own sanity but it’s a struggle and a constant battle. I’ve learnt to surrender.  I’ve always said that tidying my house is like shoveling the driveway during the snow storm. I don’t want to spend my life being pissed off with my kids and husband for messing up my perfect house.  I like to think of my house as comfortable, fun and real. I want people to come over (with their kids) and feel at home and at ease, which is hard to do when everything is so perfect looking.

Perhaps one day I’ll buy myself a bread-board thingy to put across my bath to hold my wine and book – but today the thought of this scene in my house makes me giggle.

 

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2 Comments

  1. Janice Fleming said...

    When you are 65 & finally have time to do this you will find it is not as much fun as it looks (tee hee hee)

    Jul 17, 2012 at 8:26 am
    • Julie McBroom said...

      Perhaps it’s something you yearn for when you can’t do it because it looks so relaxing when your days are spent running around after kids.
      great to hear from you Janice. Hope you’re well. Missing you here in Nicaragua.xxx

      Jul 17, 2012 at 3:28 pm

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