If you don’t have small children in your house, you may wonder what it’s like on a daily basis. Here’s a glimpse.
I’ve been making an effort lately not to just capture things on my phone or my camera, but on video as well. Audrey is so active now and Maggie is too (DUH.) and sometimes there are things that just can’t be done justice in a still photo. I want to remember these moments, silly and insignificant as they may seem.
So I lay on the floor or sit on the couch and record it. Long moments of not much happening, then some crazy singing girl in my entry way. What? That doesn’t happen at your house?
I am a Type A personality. (Somewhere, Dan is LAUGHING REALLY HARD at the obviousness of that statement.) I have trouble just Being. I need to be Doing. But with kids this age around? There’s not much Doing that gets done. I am struggling to keep up most of the time with the house, the kids, work, laundry, dinner, being a good wife… and some days, it really stresses me out.
But I’m learning that it’s okay to give a little bit. To ignore the dishes for a little while. To let that laundry sit in the basket for a few days. Okay, full disclosure: I’m TRYING to learn. I have my three Work Days each week to satisfy my Get Things Done Itch so on my days ‘off’ (WOW THAT MAKES ME LAUGH) I’ve been trying to focus on these little people we made. It’s so easy to get wrapped up in the fact that I only got 5 hours of broken sleep last night and have been up since 4:30am because of stupid, annoying teeth that are hurting my baby and I am oh so tired and OMG MAGGIE BE QUIET FOR FIVE SECONDS PLEASE!!!! I NEED TO GET THIS DONE.
Kelly posted a poem on her blog and I read it today at work. I am not a crier by nature. But dude. My throat had that hurty, stingy thing going on for like an HOUR because I was trying to hold in the tears (unsuccessfully) because I’m in a cubicle and didn’t want anyone to find me a blubbery, snotty mess. But seriously. I needed to read it.
It was good timing, I’ll say that.
And that was all after the girls did THIS in the car on the way to daycare.