I am not naive. I did not think that this adoption would be smooth sailing. I was prepared for a bumpy road. I really thought I was. To be honest it has not been too bumpy, more just a MAJOR adjustment. I really did not realize that adding one more person would create a whirlwind of laundry and noise, messes and work. So. Much. Work.
That sounds like complaining, but as stay at home moms know...sometimes just speaking the facts about our day sounds like complaining. With good reason. It can be a thankless, difficult job. That being said, it is definitely a job I signed up for 100% when I quit my career. I knew. Um, kind of. What I did not know was how getting pregnant again would be the ultimate monkey wrench in my day.
I vacuumed today. I want a gold star. All you mamas....if you vacuumed today, I am giving you a gold star. It should not matter that when I was done with the sofa and the rug, I continued onto the linoleum in the kitchen, and the tiles in the bathroom. At this point, I am just pleased the floor is cleanish. To be honest, I kind of want two gold stars for this stroke of genius.
I am slowly letting go and realizing that being a mom means more than cleaning floors and showers. It is more than making dinners and lunches. Granted, it is nicer to spend your days and nights in a clean and tidy house, but will I even notice those things if I have completely lost my mind? Not likely.
|See? Helmet hair. . .always!|
Moms, I hereby give you permission to sit down, relax and pat yourself on the back. . .simply for making it through the morning! Revel in your helmet hair, your kids do not care.