I wish that I could be one of those mom's who could blog about how perfect their life is but reality is I'm just not, granted perfect to one individual and perfect to the next don't always fall into the same category. I will brief you on my "perfect life" in a nutshell or nut house however you choose to see it. BEEP BEEP BEEP is the first sound I hear at 5:40 in the morning as my husband slams down the snooze button so I can enjoy 10 extra minutes of sleep before I hit the ground running. I speed through the shower and give myself 15 minutes to have hair and make up done so that I don't get behind on my routine of waking up the house. I generally dress in the dark so that Paul can enjoy his last few minutes of sleep before I have to wake him up. By 6:30 the coffee and the bed are made, hubby is in the shower and I have to persuade my 2 year old that there are bugs in his bed to get him out of it. After 10 minutes of tickling and bribing, I give up and go downstairs to wake up the other 2 rugrats. By 7:00 everyone is up, showered, hair is done, breakfast is going down the hatch, the cars are started, and I'm prepping to leave for work. There is generally a 10 minute battle of getting Kennedy to take her medicine or eat breakfast and then another "knock it off" dispute about the two older kids at each other's throats. Kaleb said this, Kennedy did that, my belly hurts, I don't want to eat school lunch, it's Kennedy's turn to clean the rabbit cage, I want a different chore, can I play after school, yep that's a synopsis of our morning conversations. I get big hugs and love you's and I'm out the door off to another day another dollar world. Work is my quiet time (usually not always)! After the work day ends, I cascade off to pick up Kanyon from daycare. Most of the time he doesn't want to get into his carseat so I resort to bribery with a sucker or star burst, this is usually enough to get him buckled in. He chit chats the whole way home about what he played, had for lunch, etc. As we enter the house Kaleb and Kennedy are in a yelling match over who has the remote to the tv, homework hasn't been all the way done, something is needed from the store for school, they don't like what I'm cooking for dinner etc.
I could go on with all the glory details but I will spare you. Now, let me tell you things about my life that aren't perfect. My 2 year old says $hit everytime he drops something, still not convinced he picked this up from home but it's possible. I'm constantly telling a child pick up their backpack or shoes and to stop picking their nose. As soon as I enter any room somebody wants or needs something hence why I don't sit down. I can't go poop without hearing the words, "MOM where are you?" At any given moment a floor in our house needs swept or mopped and the blinds need dusted. A child is generally running around half naked and dripping wet leaving puddles around the house. Our power bill went up AGAIN, kids never turn the damn lights off. I do 4 loads of laundry 3 times a week. I scramble to get in workouts a few days a week and am lucky to climb into bed before the clock strikes midnight. I know this all sounds more than glamorous and you're probably jealous as you should be. I think I left out a few key elements of perfection in my story. I never ever leave our house without kissing every child goodbye and telling them I love them, I need this probably more than they do. I spend my days driving to and from work pondering fun things we can do together as a family on our nights and weekends together. I love that Kanyon runs right into my arms when I pick him up everyday. I love when I'm doing something and someone offers to help. I love that Kaleb protects Kennedy and tries (TRIES) to keep her in line.
I love that my husband goes out of his way for our family and will do little things to take stress off of me. I love that Kaleb and Kennedy never go to bed without giving me a hug and saying "I love you." I love when Kan wraps his hand around my neck and asks me to sing him "one two buckle my shoe." I love when the dishes and meals are cooked and I didn't have to do them. I love the splashing of bubbles and silly giggles during bath time. More than anything I love when I say I love you and someone replies "I love you more!" Perfect NAH not even close but I'll take it!!!
I could go on with all the glory details but I will spare you. Now, let me tell you things about my life that aren't perfect. My 2 year old says $hit everytime he drops something, still not convinced he picked this up from home but it's possible. I'm constantly telling a child pick up their backpack or shoes and to stop picking their nose. As soon as I enter any room somebody wants or needs something hence why I don't sit down. I can't go poop without hearing the words, "MOM where are you?" At any given moment a floor in our house needs swept or mopped and the blinds need dusted. A child is generally running around half naked and dripping wet leaving puddles around the house. Our power bill went up AGAIN, kids never turn the damn lights off. I do 4 loads of laundry 3 times a week. I scramble to get in workouts a few days a week and am lucky to climb into bed before the clock strikes midnight. I know this all sounds more than glamorous and you're probably jealous as you should be. I think I left out a few key elements of perfection in my story. I never ever leave our house without kissing every child goodbye and telling them I love them, I need this probably more than they do. I spend my days driving to and from work pondering fun things we can do together as a family on our nights and weekends together. I love that Kanyon runs right into my arms when I pick him up everyday. I love when I'm doing something and someone offers to help. I love that Kaleb protects Kennedy and tries (TRIES) to keep her in line. 
LOVE this post! Perfection is WAY over-rated anyway! The "Get Along Shirt" pic is PRICELESS!!!
ReplyDelete