In a funk
Bleh. I'm done. And it is only Wednesday. This was supposed to be a carefree week now that the planning/prepping for Steven's party is over and done with. Heck, i even started my week with a mostly clean house.
I realized this evening (or rather my mom told me) that I can now understand my mother's pain all these years...the constant circling the house picking up the same toy you just picked up and washing the dish you have already used 3 times in one day (not to mention the high chair tray at every meal), the laundry that never ends (yet seems to be forgotten until I've realized I've been in the same shirt for 2+ days), and did I mention the food on the floor? Why bother sweeping? They will just dump whatever they don't want onto it the next meal and then a few hours after that, when they decide they are hungry, figure it is worth another try. Who knows - I could skip serving a whole snack! Gross??? Okay, that was a little gross...but any mother can totally relate to what I'm feeling right now.
I don't remember the last time I showered (it's been the "let me get the baby to bed, eat some dinner and then I'll make time for myself to shower" which ends up never happening because I fall asleep while eating my dinner), or brushed my teeth (I think...hope this morning...but I forget). My hair could very well stand on end 'cause it hasn't been washed in so long and I'm pretty sure I have every kind of bodily fluid on my pants right now (between two kids, both starting/getting over colds, etc).
Probably what's even worse than all the above....until this evening, after a few days of this circling, poor hygiene, etc. I realized, I didn't care. Didn't care that I looked like crap, didn't care that I probably smell like BO, didn't care that my husband had to weave through piles of smashed toast and noodles and cheese on the floor to make himself coffee in the morning (something this wonderful wife used to do for him...sigh).
I need to start caring...but maybe after I sleep. Also, I'm very happy that none of you have ever seen me like I've described above, and know that I've only ever been perfectly put together and beautiful at all times...at least, that's what I'm telling myself.
I realized this evening (or rather my mom told me) that I can now understand my mother's pain all these years...the constant circling the house picking up the same toy you just picked up and washing the dish you have already used 3 times in one day (not to mention the high chair tray at every meal), the laundry that never ends (yet seems to be forgotten until I've realized I've been in the same shirt for 2+ days), and did I mention the food on the floor? Why bother sweeping? They will just dump whatever they don't want onto it the next meal and then a few hours after that, when they decide they are hungry, figure it is worth another try. Who knows - I could skip serving a whole snack! Gross??? Okay, that was a little gross...but any mother can totally relate to what I'm feeling right now.
I don't remember the last time I showered (it's been the "let me get the baby to bed, eat some dinner and then I'll make time for myself to shower" which ends up never happening because I fall asleep while eating my dinner), or brushed my teeth (I think...hope this morning...but I forget). My hair could very well stand on end 'cause it hasn't been washed in so long and I'm pretty sure I have every kind of bodily fluid on my pants right now (between two kids, both starting/getting over colds, etc).
Probably what's even worse than all the above....until this evening, after a few days of this circling, poor hygiene, etc. I realized, I didn't care. Didn't care that I looked like crap, didn't care that I probably smell like BO, didn't care that my husband had to weave through piles of smashed toast and noodles and cheese on the floor to make himself coffee in the morning (something this wonderful wife used to do for him...sigh).
I need to start caring...but maybe after I sleep. Also, I'm very happy that none of you have ever seen me like I've described above, and know that I've only ever been perfectly put together and beautiful at all times...at least, that's what I'm telling myself.
I completely relate! Praying for abundant energy and motivation today!
ReplyDeleteYou are totally freaking me out! We manage to keep our house pretty dang clean, but now I am worried about what it will be like when I am exhausted from being pregnant, and chasing around a toddler or two.
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