Me and instagram have had a very love/hate relationship.
I started using Instagram back when all I blogged about was writing and I very quickly got stuck on Instagram. I never new what to post and when I posted something it felt meh.
So, I decided to say fuck it and I deleted all my pics and just used insta as a place to look at other people’s pictures.
But… I’m kind of stubborn, and there was no way an app was gonna beat me. So on to the mighty google and Pinterest I went and I started researching.
And in came themes. So many pretty themes. I was sold. I loved flatlays and decided to start doing themselves. And let me tell you, those take forever to make. But, it was really fun and I would do it for like an afternoon, while drinking coffee and listening to music… But… I hated it. While the pics turned out pretty, my Instagram didn’t feel like me at all.
So, there I were, ready to quit again.
And then my boyfriend reminded me that maybe I should just do me. Don’t try to do the theme or the perfectness or anything like that. Do me. The mom, the blogger, the writer. The smiling fun me that lives life.
My Instagram isn’t pretty. It isn’t edited. It isn’t filled with perfect light, and shots that took 100 retakes. But, it’s me. It’s filled with things I love, and things that makes me smile.
If you’re interested in seeing my Instagram, you can find me HERE 😊
Are you on Instagram? Let me know and we can follow each other.