Yesterday three of us got showered before school and the other child took a long bath immediately after returning from dropping her big brother and big sister at school. I unloaded the dishwasher, made breakfast for four of us, lunches for two, wrote checks for school pictures, played on the floor with Daphne, wrote a blog post and completed one load of laundry.
I did not load the dishwasher, make the beds or put away any clothes. Not making the beds is one of my triggers to a bad day. But the biggest trigger, I’ve realized, is stressing about getting a certain amount done around the house and then trying to work around my kids to get that stuff done.
This is in my head a lot–A LOT a lot–trying to find the balance between taking care of my children and my husband and myself and my house, and because it is in my head a lot I also blog about it and a lot and I’ve columned about it at least once before. But I wrote about it last week and the week before because I sort of feel like I’m just now getting a good handle on maintaining a clean home while being sweet to my kids.
So: Shifting my focus and then taking my own advice.