You know I was rushing around my house this morning doing my normal thing. I found myself irritated by a great many things.
Owen needing breakfast (again… i mean #3?? The kid thinks we should have bacon eggs and waffles for breakfast everyday and then a snack at 11 am!)
Some random forgotten credit card company to hassle me over a $7 payment that I forgot to pay on a $35 balance (really?)
Ross laying lifeless on the couch whining “mommy I’m sick”
Another email from another client whining about another picture that didn’t get done YESTERDAY which truly does not matter.
A mess under my kitchen table.
A toilet that needs cleaning again (really boys… lift the lid and AIM for the love of god).
10 tubs of clothing that needs to be sold on ebay (but omg … why is it so hard to list on ebay? 15cents per picture??? come on!)
5 packages that need to be mailed that continue to stare at me from the kitchen counter
A hallway full of dirty laundry that now includes the GROSS “I took off my diaper and pooped on my bed” sheets from Ky’s bed.
The blue ink pen all over my LEATHER sofa (thanks Ky… no really THANKS!)
Our bedroom which has become the dumping ground for EVERYTHING evidently.
I stopped and looked around and thought… this is out of control! How on earth did it come to this? Where did I loose it? For just a minute I an almost out of body experience where the kids were circling the kitchen island chasing each other and all of the sudden slow motion hits…. this is my life. Why am I irritated? Get used to it! This is every mother’s daily life. I am not abnormal or extraordinary. I am just a mom (sometimes on a mission!).
What many people neglect to realize is that happiness is a choice. It is a verb as much as it is an adjective. We must CHOOSE this path for ourselves. Most of the time we must even create it for ourselves. It rarely is ever just handed to us on a silver platter. Such is life. We have this choice and while we cannot control our circumstances we can control our actions and reactions. Most of our feelings stem from those two things… irritations, tears, joy, hope.. all from our own state of being.
Today I decided… I CAN be happy with this madness. I can be happy with my home as long as it is neat and clean. I want to be a better mother, wife, sister, daughter so that I can be happy with MYSELF. I CAN have it all and I will.
So… the compulsive OCD in me took over and I went to organizing and cleaning and purging. I CAN do this! I have organized an entire business and I cannot get it together enough to keep my house clean and organized and on a schedule? I can run this business, get things done in a timely manner, answer phone calls on BOTH phone lines, clean the house, do laundry, sell crap on ebay, clean up a 6 dirty diapers, change the crib linens, give 4 baths (that’s TWO for Ky and one for each of the others.), put a nice dinner on the table and end my day with a two hour TIVO of Heroes, a plate of warm rolo cookies and a fresh can of Mt Dew.
I can do this.
Today begins Mommy Boot Camp! From here on out we will live by a schedule. Tasks will be delegated. I do NOT ASK my children to do something. There is no negotiation. Clean your room means do it NOW without tears. I will keep my home clean and organized (and smelling good). I will get rid of the mounds of junk and clothing that need to be purged. I will
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