It's interesting how we percieve other people's lives from what we can see... I am often getting told that i'm super organised or (clean freak) with a 3 year old and 20 month old, that no matter how big of a tantrum dd or ds throws, I seem to just be relaxed and in control, don't let things get to me, and just generally seem cool, calm and collected...
BUT... I don't see it like that. It's not like that at all. Firstly , even though my kids are young, I have OCD, this is why im constantly cleaning. I just can't stand mess, and it gets to me when there is mess... even toys. Even when the kids have their arvo nap, I make sure the toys are all put away, even though i know they will just get them back out again. I HAVE to vacuum everyday. The dishes..... even if there is just one cup in the sink, I can't stand it. I have to wash it. As for the tantrums, I used to let it get to me. I don't cos if i get mad, I really get mad and can't control my temper. So I prefer to do nothing than something. And lastly, if i told anyone who knew me, I have depression, my moods are just up and down, and all over the place, and I am not the easiest person to live with, they would laugh and not believe me.
Some of my friends don't even know I was married to somebody else 10-11 years ago at the age of 19.. I was married to a man who was 9 years older than me, and to put it nicely, my life felt like a dark black hole. He was physically violent and there's more to the story, but I won't go into that here but in the end he ended up cheating on me with my best friend who was 5 months pregnant with her own husband. So I ended up just cutting all friends from my life and was content living friendless. I felt so hurt, It was unbelievable.
Anyway, I found a new batch of friends when I met my now husband at the time, 8-9 years ago and never really felt the need to discuss my old life. Some of them found out and their reaction was ""yeah right!!"".. and would laugh with disbelief. So just goes to show, you don't really know some people at all how you percieve their life to be. My life certainly isn't the picture they paint with roses and all. I have crabby days, am moody, and some days you can't even talk to me. They kids DO get to me and I shut down. But to them I seem like I have it all together. interesting.