So this is my follow up post to my laundry dilemma...hubby saw my haggered face, straw hair, and probably took a good whiff of my stinky pits from a crazy busy day with kids and work and folded all of our insane laundry. He is the King that saved Cinderella lastnight. I am Cinderella. I work, work and work around the house nonstop and my poor kids don't know me some days. I feel like they watch me and wonder "is this normal?" My fear is that while I'm trying to keep up and be a good example of tidying up etc...that they will not really get to know me. But here's what saves my mind and my soul from completely losing hope...my babies (5 & 3) never forget to stop me and tell me what a good mom I am, lay their head on my shoulder and rub my back or stop me out of nowhere to give me a hug and a kiss and tell me they love me. I must be doing something right I guess.When I do stop - which I try to several times a day - to just listen to their endless chatter, sneak around the corner to watch them play without them knowing, to hear them laugh from the other room, to watch them pull out their craft stuff to sit and keep themselves busy, to see how they can be tender with their baby sister, to just stop, kneel down and look into their eyes, marvel at their teeny toes, or sneak a peek while they sleep...I see the face of God and the Holy Spirit reassures me that even though I am not perfect, that even though I don't spend every waking moment doing things with them, that I am blessed. That despite the messes and the times I feel like all I do is discipline them all day - and let me tell you there are days! - I am reminded that I am their Mommy and that I am irreplaceable.
It is in those moments that I feel I have a purpose. It is in those moments that I am reminded how I was chosen to be THEIR mommy.
BACK TO HUBBY...
Then I think of my hubby and all of the annoying things that come along with marriage like how he balls up his socks to put them in the laundry, leaves nearly empty bags of chips or cereal in the cabinet etc...you can read about THAT in another post here - oh yes it is worth the read. I think of all the wonderful things he does with and for me and the kids. SO MANY...another post another day ladies...
So all of this to say...laundry or not...crumbs on the floor or not...I am blessed...
Now...if I could only get a grip on a REAL schedule!




























7 comments:
Yeah for hubby!!
MY hubby leaves empty snack bags in the patry, puts wool sweaters in the dryer, and insists on keeping his pajamas on top of clean towels in the linen cabinet.
I love him despite it all because I am an outstanding person. And cuz he's the King o' Laundry Folding too.
i have a laundry man myself. he drives me insane tho, he has laundry ocd, if he finds a dirty sock, he does a load. makes me feel like an inadequate laundry female.. i try to embrace it but dude, stop pissing in my territory.
My soon to be hubby is on top of our laundry because if not, Mt. Laundry starts to take over! lol!
Cute post and I am going to have to go check out your "here" link! lol!
Somedays I feel horrible, too because I let my son watch too much tv so I can finish chores around the house. But sometimes, it's gotta be done! We aren't perfect, but we are mommies! And that means more.
You sound like an awesome mommy! And you have a great sense of humor to boot. Life is good!
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Thanks for havin' me and hope to have you visit my bloggy. Have a great week.
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