Someone once wrote: "Cleaning with children in the house is like brushing your teeth while eating Oreos." As gross as that sounds, it's "absotively", "posolutely" true.
My house use to be so clean when the kids were immobile, but once they started crawling and later walking, all bets were off. What was mine, became theirs, including the secret stash of ice cream that used to be hiding in the freezer.
Some days I feel like I am no longer "Mom" but a hostage negotiator, judge, and referee...sometimes all three roles at the same time.
Mom, can you tell ______ to stop chewing with his mouth open?
Mom, _______ is in my room and I just cleaned it!
Mom, _______ is bothering me! Can you tell him/her to stop?
_______, stop looking at me...MOM! ________ is looking at me!
I called front seat! Why are you in the front seat? MOM! ______ is in the front seat and I called it first.
And my personal favorite....
Mom, _______ has a bad attitude! (To which I've wanted to say: Well, you should know.)
But then there are days like today.
After stopping to get haircuts, my oldest two kiddos and I headed off to the public library to get some books for a project and just for fun. Whereas the ride to the library was filled with noise and chatter, the ride home was blissfully silent. Each kid had their nose stuck in a book, quietly minding their own business.
Quietest ride I've had in a long time, I told my husband as soon as I walked through the door at home.
Even though our life now is crazy, and everyday I'm learning some new and exciting way to survive motherhood, I wouldn't change it for the world. My life is so completely blessed...even when my five year old decides to trip me up by ordering mac-n-cheese with a side of pancakes (and NO apple sauce...things he's never, EVER ordered before) at IHOP on his birthday.
Funny how they can keep you on your toes.
Simply Surviving Motherhood,
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