Everyone has one: that one friend that seems to have it all pulled together. Their kids' clothes never have stains, the girls always have perfectly brushed hair WITH a bow that matches the outfit, the mom has no leftover baby fat, etc. You know what I mean. I know a girl like that, and I can't help but wonder how she manages to be so perfect.
If you walk into my house unannounced, you will find the floor littered with toys (and crumbs, and who knows what else...), dirty dishes in the sink, and a pile of laundry in the laundry room. You will see a baby who is probably still in her pajamas, and a toddler with a dirty face and bed-head. If you're lucky, I will have morphed into "daytime mommy", but that's not always a guarantee.
Even if you do announce your coming, you won't walk into a spotless house with perfectly coiffed children. The toys will probably be picked up, but they will still be visible. The dishes will be done, but there will still be that ever-present pile of mail on the counter. The children will be dressed, but toddler will probably have messed her hair up 5 minutes after it was brushed. I'm okay with all of this. It's just how life is when you live in a small house with 2 small kids and one large dog. I'm okay with it, that is, until I see that someone else manages to do it better.
Seriously though, how do you keep a house spotless when you have kids? At first I thought that she must just spend all her time cleaning, but now that I know her better, I know that's not true. She's a great mom. Very involved with her kids and interacts with them all the time. I don't know, I guess she's just got a clean/organization gene that I missed out on. When I look at her perfectly-groomed life, I get irritated with myself that I can't be that way. Then I get irritated with myself for being irritated.
After writing all of this, I feel like I need to get off the computer and go vacuum those crumbs up off the floor and maybe put a dent in the laundry that is overflowing into the kitchen.....it still won't be a perfect house, but it'll be a start!
If anyone has any great organization tips they'd like to share with this under-organized mom, please feel free!!
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- Brooke
- I have been married to my high school sweetheart for 12 years and we have been blessed with three beautiful daughters and a handsome little guy. I stay home with our kiddos and enjoy (almost) every minute of it!
Haha! That is soooo me too. While I do have some wacky eccentricities, I AM still a SAHM who leaves my kids in pjs almost all day (I put them in "real" clothes to go outside and that's just b/c I don't want the nice, not-so-soft-anymore, thin pjs not to rip), I NEVER brush their hair (but they're boys so I can get away with it better), I vacuum only when the crumbs start hurting my feet on the floor, I do the dishes but that's b/c I have a "thing" about the dishes, I LOATHE laundry and wait till the last possible second and end up doing like 4 loads at a time and then wait till we are digging thru the clean laundry baskets to find underwear to fold it, if you walk into my house before 9 pm you will find a virtual toy tornado has vomited it's contents in every room of the house, and if you try to use the bathroom, I simply say, "enter at your own risk." See, we are NOT that different. :)
ReplyDeleteMy BIGGEST jealousy of other moms is seeing the ones with small children who look like they never had a child, let alone one less than a year previous, have their hair done, make-up on, manicured hands and shaved legs. That's when I look at myself note the stained shirt, my husband's work out shorts, hair that has been cut short so that I specifically don't have to do it, 6 days a week make-up-less face (and more often than not my fellow church moms get to see "me") and hands that are rough, cracking and haven't send fingernail polish other than the line from cleaning up the polish on my toes (which I do because I can NOT not have painted toenails), and legs leg hair that needs a weed eater to get thru.
And then I smile and say, "man, it's good to be me!"
I had to have an xray last week on my knee. The xray tech was forced to touch the (at least) 6 weeks of razor sharp growth on my legs to position me for the wonders of radiation. Poor tech WOULD be a boy, a cute boy too. Poor guy probably scoured his hands in hot water after touching my legs. Good thing he didn't have to look under my arms, geesh.
ReplyDeleteI keep everything pretty clean and neat but I like it that way, I like cleaning just a little bit everyday as opposed to a lot every few days. I am so busy that if I don't do it everyday it won't get done. I wish Kevin could realize this too! That being said I only have one child and you have two. Two is a lot more work.
THAT being said, who cares? Anyone who cares what me or my house looks like can come clean it and buy me a new wardrobe. Then they can suck it.
I've found that it's either me or the house...on the days that I've actually found time to shower, blow-dry, put on makeup, and even (gasp!) shave my legs, the house looks like complete crap. And on the days when my floors are mopped, tables dusted, and toys are picked up, I have a rat's nest on my head and spit up dripping down my shirt. Sigh. Unfortunately I haven't figured out a way to do both at the same time.
ReplyDeleteLove your blog! Just found it today!