Motherhood is a constant balancing act. It has forced me to learn new skills. Skills such as how to curl your hair while holding a baby. How to cook dinner while holding a baby. Basically how to do pretty much anything while holding a 22 pound baby that is either pulling your hair, biting your face, choking you with your own necklace, or all of the above.
It’s tough. I knew going in to this that it would be tough. Here’s something you need to know about me: I don’t often fly my control freak flag, but it’s always there. Being a mother is hard on a closeted control freak like myself. You have to learn to let things go. And let me tell you….it’s tough.
A very important little person has taken over my life. And is constantly teaching me to be okay with the mess.
He’s forcing me to recognize that I can’t do it all.
My house is in desperate need of vacuuming.
My garage is dirty.
My shower needs to be scrubbed.
I can’t remember the last time I changed the sheets on our bed.
I haven’t made dinner in a long time.
But it’s worth it. I don’t want you to think it’s all sunshine and daisies around here. It’s messy, and exhausting, and overwhelming. But I’m learning to let that all go. Because buried under all those dirty clothes, dirty dishes, and mess is something amazing. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Plus, trips to Target help make it all better.