Compared to friends of mine I am the consistent, harsh disciplinarian. The Firm one. So when it comes to my own children I assumed I would not be the softy. The mushy gushy mommy who follows the infants lead. But that is exactly what has developed- an unscheduled, laid back, follow the fuss monster's lead- kind of mom. I was the same with Jacob, but I assumed that had he been around longer the firm side of mom would've emerged. Alas, with Ross at 3 months of age, we are still an unscheduled mess. I find it humorous that me, of all people, is the one who won't let her son cry to sleep, wait an extra half hour to eat, or stay in a diaper that he feels is full enough. Go figure.
At this point, I have stacks of baskets of laundry, all dirty - not even close to becoming clean :/. When I have 5 minutes to complete a task, I usually choose using the restroom first. I know I am weird. I have had the luxury of mopping the floors fewer than 5 times since the bugger has arrived(in our house, every 3 to 7 days is preferred). Dishes are done once a day- if I am lucky! And Joel is anxious to add to our clan! Maybe we can get a live in maid?!
Maybe by the time he is a year I will have a better idea of what the day ahead looks like, maybe. Even if life remains to be this chaotic, this hectic, I will bask in the bliss that is motherhood. Yes, I said Bliss. No matter how difficult things can be, I remember a year past. And that memory is all the motivation I need to be thankful for the messy, disorganized, dirty, house that holds 20 loads of laundry, four hungry doggies, an empty fridge but one contented, happy, very much loved Ross.
Monday, September 28, 2009
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18 days til we're there and can help out! I can't wait!!!
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