I haven't written in a while. Life has taken over and I have not given myself time to reflect on each day. After a realisation that I need some time for me, and a outlet to make all of this mortherhood, womenhood, wifey business make sense. I'm back online.
I'm a person that likes to have something to show for my achievement's, I like to have a lovely home that I can invite people over to, I like to have children that are happy and of course I like to have a husband that looks lovingly at me from across a crowded room. All the things that Hollywood Movies are made of. Now lets keep it real. Life is not always like this.
Sometimes it is enough to be able to get through the day and get the kids to bed. But when they are sleeping and you can look into their little faces and see them as babies and dream of what they are going to be as they grow, that is bliss.
On a Tuesday I have seven children in my house after school. It is fun and mad at the same time. I take my hat off to parents with lost of kids. Last Tuesday the kids ran in and out of the house in dress up. They were having so much fun, I had to call them all in when it got dark. This is the childhood that I remember, being free and adventurous.
My darling husband walked into the house late, and the first thing that came out of his mouth was 'Wow what happened here'. The floors were so dirty that today two days latter after a good mop you can still see the dirt.
It was brought to my attention this morning by a friend that we can bust our guts to have the clean house but sometimes the only one that cares about this is you. You need to make the most of each day. Set yourself limits and know what can't be done just can't be done. Rather then longing for a simpler life we can have it if we just are a little easier on ourselves.
Remind me to read this again on a daily basis to remind myself!