This mom thing is no joke.
Some moms got it all goin’ on . . . But I will be the first to admit that I am no such mom. Not I. And it’s not for a lack of trying. I fought it tooth and nail for the first several months, until I realized that it’s okay if chores don’t get done on the exact day I planned to get them done on.
Sometimes Often times, I live out of my laundry basket. The dishes don’t always get loaded in the dishwasher nightly. And sometimes I stay up way too late after my little has gone to bed, just so that I can tackle the housework.
And that’s okay.
I’m still getting a hang of this parenting thing here. We—because it’s new for both my husband and I—are still getting a hang of this parenting thing.
I won’t ever regret trading laundry for extra time cuddle time with my little man. And he sure won’t look back and wish mom had spent more time mopping and less time playing outside or going on walks with him.
I am embracing the mess that is this season of life!