Every morning in our bed there is a kid pile. It's sweet and fun..and annoying..no one really likes being kicked in the face..or having their bladder sat on first thing in the morning...But someday, when our teenagers are sleeping in until noon, we'll probably miss these morning wake up calls...
Things have been out of hand here lately..I just can't seem to catch up. Emmett is starting to be awake more during the day and that means he usually wants to be attached to me..I'm getting dejavu...Today was a typical day, where typical daily things happened..you know, things like Addyson emptying the hand soap all over the small bathroom...She "washed" the toilet paper, the floor, the toilet, the stool, the door, the sink, her hair, her shirt, her hands, her legs, the rug, the wall, and the hand towel. I was nursing at the time, Rick was playing legos with Ben. This is what happens when you have many small children. I thought he had her, he thought I had her, and she had big plans to take down the bathroom with antibacterial soap.
Other things that happened...Addy took off her diaper and pooped on the potty..win. Evey cut holes in Addy's blanket with scissors...fail...better that than her hair I guess..some online Christmas shopping, some home made donut making, one bathroom thoroughly cleaned...and I confess..I cleaned that bathroom and then I locked the door. Because I'm always playing catch up and nothing is ever truly done.
This is just where we are now..I know that, it's not really that bad..it's just a constant self battle full of guilt and shame...Am I a good mom and wife? I don't know, if it was measured by a clean house, then probably not.
I'm praying for balance right now, because this game of catch up is kind of getting old...
**post was written on 11/19**
