My house is a pigsty,
Every room a mess
except, oddly enough,
Ella’s bedroom,
The kitchen (the place Dad can’t stand to be messy for long),
and the bathrooms (technically clean, but only sort of presentable).
The laundry is clean, but not folded,
cloth diapers freshly laundered, but unstuffed.
Little kid’s sweaters and dresses sit in a pile
longing to be hung and put away.
The shoes and coats are near the door
where they belong, but scattered here and there.
The diaper and church bags lay open,
scavenged for snacks,
the toys, books, and diapers once neatly organized,
carelessly strewn about.
Toys manage to make it into bins,
put there with good intentions and
plans to sort and put away.
The bins, however, lay dormant too long
and little hands urged by curious minds
gleefully dump them.
And the mess begins again.
Every morning I tell myself “Today is the day”
but a trip to the grocery store or the gym,
a play date or a day simply filled with play,
and I feel tapped out.
Or I accomplish smaller tasks,
(laundry washed, counters wiped down, dishwasher emptied),
celebrate my minor victory over the monumental mess before me,
and the larger disaster area remains untouched.
Two with one on the way exhausts me.
By nap time (formerly my productive time),
the tv previously untouched during the day
calls to me a siren’s song
and I answer by grabbing lunch,
lounging in front of it,
ignoring the mess,
and simply relaxing.
I have plans to fold the laundry after I eat today
and the dishwasher is half empty.
That warrants a tiny victory dance, right?
and the dishwasher is half empty.
That warrants a tiny victory dance, right?
7:18 pm
It’s a miracle!
Writing this post encouraged me in some way.
I folded the laundry,
stuffed the diapers,
started to pick up toys,
and suddenly I couldn’t stop.
The family is finishing putting away toys where they belong
as a finale to family night,
bribed with dessert.
I can see the floor –
It’s a miracle.
*Big Victory Dance Commences*
luckily I only have one kid to clean up after, well, and my hubby. I can really ‘feel’ this though. I definitely have days, sometimes weeks like this!
I can totally sympathize with this. Relax, give yourself a break! You totally deserve it. There is always tomorrow (at least that is what my husband tells me before I put him on kid duty so I can clean)!
Actually, I should mention that I manage about 10 minutes of clean up before I am to tired to continue and give up with the excuse that he told me it was okay:)
mindy,
i am a horrible, horrible friend.
“two with one more on the way…”
you are pregnant and i’m sure you announced it on your blog and i missed it. i am kicking myself.
CONGRATULATIONS! how are you feeling/doing (besides the exhaustion)?
I loved this post, and loved the PS at the end. Glad you found the energy to get some things done—that is always such an amazing feeling!
Big hugs from me. And a huge “I’m sorry” for not knowing what’s going on with you….
But my heart is very happy for you!!!!
xoxoxooxxo
you have poetically written my life! 🙂