Sophie is just like me.
Scattered and rambling. It can be
very frustrating to someone that is not like us, like her father. In the last
year I have come to appreciate my husband for the overly OCD person that he can
be. He is the one that prepares, I am the fly by the seat of my pants sort of
parent that should be fun, but often isn’t because I have let OCD creep into my
scattered and rambling. I came to the
realization today that I am going to have to embrace it; I have to embrace the
person that is me. I am going to have to be the, I didn’t prepare for this so we are just going
to go with it- parent, instead of stressing that things aren’t going right
because I didn’t really prepare- parent.
I read a blog entry tonight from a pretty smart mom, about trying
to juggle everything and how many balls end up on the floor. I don’t have any literal balls on my floor
right now, but the clean house I came home to at 4:30 pm is now strewn with
shoes, bead necklaces and baby dolls. My
kids destroyed my house in the 4 hours before bedtime. Am I stressing about it?
No, I fed them their father’s birthday cake and part of a chocolate milkshake
and put them in bed….. without making them brush their teeth. And I am not going stress about it. Instead I am going to sit here; thank God
they are finally asleep and enjoy the peace of my house. Then I am going to pin a few hundred pictures
to my pinterest boards.
Tomorrow, I am
going to take a new approach to cleaning, called “Scavenger hunt” and whoever
gets the most toys out of the living room and into the playroom where they belong is going to get a prize. There will
actually be first and second place prizes so there will be no tears. Then I am going to destroy the playroom that
they have just cleaned, and together my girls and I are going to paint the
walls a beautiful shade of green. And have fun. And make some memories. And I won’t get all OCD if a bit of it gets on
the wood work, because guess what, I just don’t care enough about it, I AM
going to enjoy painting with them.
