Sometimes I have to stop and say to myself, can't it wait? And often times it can. One of the hardest things about being a Mother is learning to juggle the responsibilities of taking care of your family and the home while managing to find time for yourself. It's never easy. But I have found some things that have helped me along the way. Being organized is a huge help in keeping your sanity. I have designated days of the week for laundry and cleaning the house as well as free days specifically geared towards fun with Elsbeth. But I still have to be flexible. So far this pregnancy hasn't been very easy and I've felt sick alot and this means I've been forsaking my normal domestic routine. I tend to turn into Mommy Dearest when this happens. I blame my own Mother for setting the bar so stinking high. No one has ever seen her eat, but we've all seen her endlessly busy herself around her home which always looks and smells wonderful.
Lately, I've been beating myself up mentally over the fact that my house didn't look like a Martha Stewart photo shoot. And then I heard a quote and that quote was, No on ever sat on their death bed and wished they had ever cleaned their house more. That struck home for me and I decided to cut myself some slack. The next few months will be the last time that Ellie is an only child and I've made it a point to spend alot of time with her, talking, playing, reading, and imagining. Because even if there wasn't another baby on the way, she will never be two again and I don't want to lay on my death bed and wish I had played with her more. Does that mean that she gets a free pass on helping clean up? No, teaching those kind of responsibilities is good parenting, but I have chosen to no longer let those details run my life. If the dishes sit in the sink and extra twenty minutes while we dance to some music on the radio, so be it. They'll still be there when we're through.
She danced with Elmo for a long time before he began to laugh and ruin her fun. She would try to straighten him out while yelling, ELMO CUT IT OUT! To which Elmo would giggle and say, Give Elmo a break PLEASE!
These small moments, when I stop to really let them sink in to my soul, are the fulfillment of dreams I've had since I was a little girl. Here we are, standing in my home, with my husband, my one point five kids and two dogs. When did I grow up? Because on the inside I still feel like a sixteen year old. Ahhhh, if only my butt felt that way. Don't let the moments pass without your notice and your involvement, because before you know it, they'll be gone.
Here she comes, running full speed
Annnnnd she's intercepted with a big hug from Mommy
Now I'll teach her the ancient art of finding four leaf clovers. If I can before she manages to rip all the grass out of the Earth.