I didn’t take a single photo yesterday. Not one.
We had a really busy, stressful day. I did a lot of driving and stressing and worrying and to-ing and fro-ing. I even got to last night and saw I hadn’t blogged and just could not motivate myself to photograph something to talk about.
I slept on it and I’ve decided that I need to just admit that I’m human sometimes. I broke my daily commitment and that sucks, but I think most people who had the kind of day I did would have done.
I did think about taking a picute today and lying and saying I forgot to share it yesterday, but I want to be honest about it. For my readers but also for myself.
Sometimes, my mental health just isn’t up to it. Sometimes, my pregnant hormones are all over the place and I feel like crying about the fact I can’t simultaneously drink coffee, go to bed, get out of the house, never leave the house again, spend hours with my toddler and leave her to her own devices. I just don’t know how to get out of that kind of funk. It’s confusing and crazy and frustrating and not something I feel like sharing, but I should, because it’s just as real as everything else I share.