I spend an inordinate amount of time looking at beautifully-styled images on Pinterest and lifestyle and interiors blogs. It's like crack for the interiors addict and at this time of year, I start to feel the pressure.
The pressure to create the perfect festive backdrop for the perfect family Christmas. The pressure to dress everyone in matching pyjamas AT ALL TIMES and lovingly wrap perfect presents in recycled brown paper, artfully adorned with foraged greenery, handmade tags and black & white polaroids. The pressure to fill the build-up to Christmas with joyous festive crafting and making.
Of course this is all just styling. No-one really lives like that all the time and if they do, I don't suppose I'd have much in common with them. Because getting sorted for Christmas isn't like that in a family home. Yes there are those glorious fleeting moments when it all comes together briefly (also known as 'Instagram moments') but the rest of the time it's about forgotten Nativity lines, exploding gingerbread houses and preventing the cat from diving headfirst into the tree in search of baubles. Because the perfect festive backdrop will have sprinklings of gorgeousness in it, but most of the time it is messy and noisy and chaotic and real.
So rest assured that just out of shot of all of these pictures I'm sharing of our festive backdrop this year are nagging piles of unfinished work, guilty mountains of unfolded laundry and at least ten notes from school I've not replied to.
And know that yes, I had plans to stylishly forage for the perfect greenery to perch atop the hazel branches that hang above our kitchen table (I know...) but did I? Did I hell. So rapidly dying offcuts from the Christmas tree dropping needles into the boys' breakfasts it is then.
But it looks pretty, right?
Fancy joining me in indulging in some truly fabulous pressure-inducing images of the perfect festive backdrop? My Christmas board on Pinterest is dedicated wholly to the fellow under-achieving mother at this time of year, because even if we're not perfect in real life, we can always pretend, right? :-)