The journal of a lady in love with 3 blue eyed men.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
AHHH
I think the reason why I get frustrated with the mom job is because the results of my work are always short lived. If I work hard to get us all bathed and dressed and fed by 8:45 in the morning, by 9:30 Kent has to be changed again. If I sweep under Kent's high chair after breakfast, I have to do the exact same job after lunch and again after dinner. If I clean the bathroom after the morning rush, I have to do the exact same job after the evening rush. I pick up the same toys day after day, and I put them in the same spot day after day. As soon as I put away the last item of laundry and go to return the basket to the closet, there is another full basket waiting. We run out of milk on Monday, soap on Tuesday, juice on Wednesday, bread on Thursday, napkins on Friday, diapers on Saturday, and eggs on Sunday. Why can't I just run out of everything at once and only have to make one trip to one store one day a week? I water the same plants at the same time each day. I wish I could water them once and then leave it up to nature to do the rest. Whatever I clean gets dirty, whatever I put away eventually finds it's way back out, and whatever I buy gets used. That's what is frustrating about the work of a mom..I have do the same job over and over and over again. I'll be repeating this cycle of washing kids, washing floors, and washing clothes for years to come! Nothing is ever completely done.
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Oh my gosh, Bethany... you've summed it up perfectly. I always wonder why the basement can't stay perfectly neat everyday. My on going goal is to be more proactive in keeping everything in it's place and I continue to fail miserably.... oh well, tomorrow is another day for me to pick up the blankets left on the couch from the night before :)
Hey..I just stopped by for the first time to the "old person" blogging place. According to this blog, we might be living the same life. I vacuum and sweep like every 15 minutes (at least that's what it feels like). THere were a ton of toys at the bottom of my stairs, by the garage door this morning....when Ryan came home this afternoon, he said "why didn't you clean this up?" (which sounds very rude, but wasn't in the midst of our conversation). I gave him a look of disgust and explained to him that I spent an hour picking up every toy and organizing them in our toy closet. By the time he came home, it looked liked I had never even touched them...they were all back where they started. Why even bother? I love this life though (eventhough it drives me crazy sometimes!)
I sooo know what you mean!!! Mom's job is never done. But, somehow you still seem to find the time to journal everyday in your blog. Hmmm...that's pretty cool. ;)
And before you know it...our kids will be cleaning their own messes and washing their own laundry (yeah right!) and we moms will miss the days when we were so needed.
Love,
Karis
xoxo
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