I just spent a wonderful get away weekend at my favorite place, Haleiwa, at my inlaw's while they were on the big island. I took with me plenty of work to do. But all I got done was the folding of laundry-- 2 1/2 hours later!
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
First I'll Be a Mother
It's 10:00pm and I am so tired. Why am I still up blogging? Because I'm avoiding the mess in the house that accumulated in only a few short hours. If there is anyone out there that is able to maintain a clean home during the DAY and parent 3 kids PLEASE share your magic tricks with me!
I often find myself thinking about a poem my mom hung on her wall about a woman whose house was a mess but she was taking care of her kids. It ended, "I want to be a housewife, but first I'll be a mother." Personally, I'd rather be Nate's wife, but mothering is definitely taking priority over spray bottles and dusting. Well, at least during the day. (Why can't guests come over at 10:00 at night?!? (I mean besides this night.))
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3 comments:
Great quote...I was just telling John everything that needs done RIGHT NOW! The only trick to keeping a house clean with 3 kids is to send them to a friends house or put them down for a nap :) good luck!
I'll be back soon hot stuff. Just let it pile up, I'm ready for it.
Messy Room by Shel Silverstein
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or--
Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!
Oops, did I just call you hot stuff on a public blog, my little schnookums sugar pumpkin?
It's impossible! -Erica
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