Please excuse the mess

 "Please excuse the mess but my children are busy making memories" 

I can't even begin to express how much I can relate to this saying.  One of the things that has shocked me the most about becoming a mother is the amount of cleaning and cooking that comes along with it. It's literally never ending. There is so much cooking and cleaning to be done that if I wanted a clean house even 90% of the time I would never get to spend  time with my family. There is always laundry, dusting, polishing, organizing etc. 

 Someone once told me that I must be a perfectionist because a sign of a perfectionist is that if they can't have everything perfectly in order then they might as well have it a complete disaster which is exactly true for me! If I can't have everything looking just so then It might as well look like a tornado came through my
House and I can almost guarantee you if you show up for a surprise visit at my house in the middle of the week there will be dirty dishes and lots of toys all over the floor. 

I spent a long time trying to find a good balance between a well kept house and time to really play with my kids. For a while I found myself flipping out at the kids because the house was a mess. I would literally spend 6 plus hours a day organizing, mopping, dusting etc. Who was I cleaning for? My kids didn't mind the mess and all they really wanted was my time. I decided I hated the mother I was becomming and I wanted my kids to look back and remember a mother that played with them instead of a mom that was always cleaning. 

So to anyone who is going to talk bad about the mess in my house - I really don't care about your judgements because I've  been busy doing something far more important then keeping a clean house. I've been making memories with my wonderful family. I'm sure one day I'll have more time to keep a clean house and when that day comes I don't think I'll look back and say "I wish I had cleaned more when the kids were young." 

Are they all yours?

Are they all yours? 

I get asked this question nearly every day.
At the grocery store, at dance class, I was even asked this in my own home last week when I had a repair man in. 
When I answer that they are in fact all mine I usually get a disapproving look or a look of pity. 
Sometiemes If I'm lucky enough I get some really ignorant person following the original question up with "have you not figured out what's been causing this yet?"
It's so sad to me that people can't imagine that I actually chose this lifestyle. 
You see we live In a very selfish time where wants outweigh our needs and happiness is measured in material things so naturally it looks like I am failing in this game called life because I have to sacrifice my wants for my "large" family. 
Of course I'm aware that if we didn't have three kids and just stopped at one we could be making yearly trips to disney or living In a much bigger house. 
But everyone has a different path in life. If you never dreamed of growing up and being called mommy/daddy I'm not going to judge you so please don't judge me. 
I'm exactly where I always hoped I would be.  
I'm living my dream of being a young mother to a large(r) family with an amazing husband. 
I never longed to travel the world or to be a career woman and I shouldn't apologize for that.   
The togetherness, the big family dinners, holidays surrounded by many loved ones are dreams I had. 
Of course not every day is a picnic and you may see me looking frazzled more often than not but isn't that the case in everyone's life no matter how many children they have or don't have. 
The chaos is comforting for me and I love that everyday I get to wake up and spend my days raising these wonderful children that I was so blessed with. 
I may be living a simple life but my heart is full. 

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