Well today I was talking to a very dear friend... on the phone... while chaotic mess surrounded me and I ate some yogurt and Goldfish crackers for breakfast... at 10:30 am. I DID get dressed this morning... including putting on a bra... go me! Anyway we were on this topic of trying to be perfect. And realizing that even Susie Pinterest's gorgeously remodeled bathroom is going to get piss all over the floor from her 4 year old "missing" and bathtub rings from not washing the tub EVERY SINGLE TIME SOMEONE BATHS and makeup powder that builds up around the sink. I see lists on Pinterest of what days to clean what to keep your house under control and I think... WHO HAS TIME TO MAKE A PRETTY LIST?! They're probably major procrastinators... because that's what I'd do... Seems legit.
"Ugh, I need to scrub my bathroom because it's a mess... or... Orrr! I could make a list of things that should be scrubbed in the bathroom and make sure it's in a matching font and matches the season we're in and also matches my hair and my bathroom tiles and curtains... oh wait the tile doesn't match the curtains... I better go buy new curtains" And off I go in my van with a mission to find matching curtains and come home with a bag of chips some toilet paper and no luck for matching curtains and the unneccesary and HUGE desire to remodel my entire bathroom all because it really needed to be scrubbed. (and still does)"
Anyway... I wish that we would all just relax. And maybe start posting some real posts. Because hey, I'm guilty of just posting the "AWESOME" days I have. You know, the ones that make you look like Betty Crocker on speed. But I
"Oh little Johnnie Facebook got into the flour while I was in the shower after my HIIT workout and totally covered my kitchen in it, while little Susie Facebook Jr. drew all over the floor with a permanent marker and pushed her little sister Annie Facebook down the stairs... Here goes a trip the the ER.#Scarface #budding artist #worstdayever #bottleofwineneeded"
So after this longwinded rant about how I think we should all be nicer to each other and more honest with each other... I decided to post an honest... very average day in the life of me.
I woke up at 8:30 today. Adam had probably been up for an hour or so already. He ALWAYS gets up before me. ALWAYS. Thank heavens for Netflix and my 4 year old's ability to navigate it without my help. I woke up because Caleb was crying and needing to nurse I laid back down in bed to nurse him and faded in and out of consciousness until he was done. Adam came in the room... "Mom can I have a snack?" "Sure bud," I reply "There's some leftover yogurt you didn't finish yesterday in the fridge" Off he goes to finish the yogurt he didn't finish yesterday. Then I get up and get dressed, change Caleb... head downstairs and ask Adam if he wants some breakfast. "Not yet mom, I want to finish my show" "OK, just let me know when you want some breakfast" My sister showed up with my niece, Luana. We're having a play date today because Brittney is going to Cranbrook to get her hair done. Chat with her for a while and explain that it's going to be a watch TV most of the day kind of day because Adam was up every 1/2 to hour all night because of his mouth. (His poor little mouth is filled with canker sores because he's getting his first Cold sore- or Whore Blossom as Dustin likes to call them. The cold sore has caused his entire upper lip to swell up and split. And he's had a fever for 2 days.) The day continued... Adam refused to eat his breakfast which was Toasted Oat O's (a knockoff Cheerio... DON'T MAKE THE MISTAKE OF BUYING KNOCK-OFF CHEERIOS... some things just need to be the real deal) covered in a hearty dose of brown sugar. Then the two kiddo's watched a tonne of TV between playing and generally creating a chaotic mess of My little Ponies crafting supplies, building blocks, and everything in between. I read a book. "Why Gender Matters" By Leonard Sax... for probably an hour or so. Then I checked Facebook. Nursed Caleb and put him to bed. Made some bread dough... heard Caleb screaming... went into his room and he had scratched his head raw. Blood everywhere. Someone murdered a leprechaun I swear... It was all over his shirt, the bed, his hand, his face, the blanket. I was horrified (and only slightly exaggerating) so I cleaned him up and put some Polysporin on it. Noticing as I threw his bloody stuff in the pile of clothes on his floor that I REALLY need to do some of his laundry... which was further pointed out to me when, later on, I decided to put a cap on his head because he was still rubbing his head with his socked hand until it bled. No clean caps/toques... so I just put a jacket on him that has a hood. Still haven't put his laundry in the wash.
Side note: Caleb has wicked Cradle Cap. REALLY GROSS!! Poor guy is always crusty. That's why he scratches it.
My Best friend called. She was having a rough day. We commiserated together about, well about exactly what this post is about and how we feel like we're failing as mothers and embarrassed about how "little" we can handle in a day. After chatting for a while we got off the phone to get back to our duties... and I decided to sit down and write this post. Well my internet is deathly slow so while that was loading I threw some prepackaged chicken in the oven for the kidlets because it was 1:00 already and we hadn't had lunch. Started the post... ate some chicken with the kids... WITH CHOPPED UP CELERY because it's healthy. Hahahaha. Sigh. Continued to write this post. Took a break to nurse Caleb again. Brianne (Brittney's Sister in Law) showed up to pick up Luana so I helped find all the My Little Ponies that she had brought over this morning... all the while making excuses to Brianne as to why my house is a total disaster. She didn't care. In fact she said the house looked nice, since the last time she really saw it it didn't have much for furniture because we had just barely moved in. Thanks Brianne!! Made my day so much better!! Thanks for being kind to me :) And here I am... finishing this post while my over-prouffed bread cooks.. and will be done just in time to be late for Caleb's vaccination appt.
I'm gonna go put on some makeup.. so I look put together for the nurse who's going to jab my baby.
What a strange world we live in.
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| Yes, the children are a little too close to the tv |
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| How does she live in this mess?! |
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| Look at me! I got dressed today! |
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| You know what? They'll live!! |
