Wednesday, August 29, 2012

The thing about Motherhood that I can't get over

It's been a little over 3 1/2 years since I officially became a Mom. From the moment Judah was conceived, I believe that I fell into the "mommy" category but, minus the stretch marks and my giant body, my life didn't drastically change until we welcomed that sweet little guy into our lives.

I remember the first time just he and I went to the grocery store. Oh, I was nervous. Not nervous that I would forget something or that I would like loose him,  I was nervous that he would cry and that everyone around me would notice that there I was, the new mommy with a crying baby. Looking back now, I can't remember if he cried or not but, I know that our first trip must have gone reasonably well since it isn't stamped into my memory as one of my most awkward moments.

Fast forward to when we had Paisley. When I took her out for the first time, Judah came with us. She must not have been more than a week old and he was only 21 months. I don't remember worrying about if she was going to be fussy. By this time, I realized that babies fuss and that it's nothing to get embarrassed about. Babies cry, it's part of life and when you're a new mom, it feels good to get out of the house.

A couple years have gone by and most things that come with Motherhood seem natural by now. The fact that I hardly ever go grocery shopping alone is just part of life and it's not a big deal to me. Going to the bathroom alone or without someone banging on the door has become super rare. Answering 30+ questions each day like "Mommy, did you sleep with your tummy last night?", has become the new norm.

Although so many things seem natural by now, there's at least one thing that I just can't get over. I can't get over how many messes they make. I know, I'm beyond blessed but, for the love of Pete, how can two  little people make so many dang messes? 
Today, all before 8:30am, I had cleaned throw up off of the carpet, pee from the bathroom floor (because he wants to "go like a Daddy"), sticky oatmeal from the dining room floor and a mess in our bedroom that was made while I brushed my teeth. This was all before Paisley was even awake........
 After Paisley finished her breakfast, I had to literally hold her over the kitchen sink and wash her toes. I don't know how she does it but, that sister is a great and messy eater.
All morning long, I cleaned mess after mess. I taped up a library book so, the library cop won't get us and I cleaned potty off of the bathroom floor for a second time. Finally, we headed out to the library, where Paisley ran around like a mini tornado, tearing books off of the shelves. My quiet hushes of "NO MORE BOOKS, Paisley!" were far from effective but, I was too exhausted to think of a more effective approach.

I have a couple friends who are super laid back moms. They're okay with the messes. Heck, they might even see the messes as art and their children as artists, learning to express themselves. I respect those moms and I honestly love them.

Every night, I check on my sleeping mess-makers before I go to bed. I kiss their heads and thank God for how perfect they are. I would much rather have a full and messy life than a boring and squeaky clean life. But, I'm not going to lie, the messes drive me nuts.

Angela

6 comments:

  1. i am so in agreement with you on this post! lol

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    1. With 3 little ones, I'm sure you totally know what I'm talking about! I loved your preschool post, by the way. I'm totally going to use some of those ideas with Judah.

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  2. Ha ha! I totally agree!! I just miss the days when things I cleaned stayed clean for longer than 5 minutes! :)

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    1. Um, yes. I hear ya! Glad you understand!

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  3. It is so true! They make huge messes. The good outweighs the bad and the are little messy blessings! :)

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    1. Yes! They are such blessings and the good DOES outweigh the bad but, holy moly!!!! And just think, I have another one on the way!

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