I am currently attending a party. A party of one. A pity party.
Bear with me....
I sit amongst piles of laundry that litter my bed. My bed which has not been properly made in weeks. Let's not even talk about how I have no idea when the last time the sheets were changed was. Toys are sprinkled around the room, pieces here and there. Pieces that are bound to be lost very soon. Pieces of toys that were received for
Christmas; yes, just a week ago. I am still living out of a toiletry bag that I took on some trip some where to some place I am not sure where it was or when we were there. Our closet is full of things I need to organize, put in their proper places, toss out; yet have not had the time (or energy) to tackle said job.
And that, is only a portion of the trouble found in this house. That my friend, is ONLY my master bedroom.
There are a select few rooms in our house that are in decent shape. Decent meaning,
at least 50% of the room is slightly orderly. And those TWO rooms belong to the youngest members of our household, the kiddos.
I have a dining room table covered in MORE things I need to organize, store, toss. My bathrooms leave so very much to be desired.
I will give you a warning now: If you come to my house, PLEASE be sure to make sure there is toiler paper and a hand towel in whatever bathroom you are using BEFORE you use it. One of those two very important items; if not both, are likely to be missing.
Clutter stresses me out (many things stress me out).
And here is where the same dialogue runs through my head over and over and over....
"How do those other mom's do it? I only have 2 kids, but there are mom's out there with way more than that. They see? My laundry neatly folded and hung up the day I retrieve it from the dryer?"
I am in a
constant battle with myself, comparing myself, to other women who seem to "have it all together".
WHY CAN'T I HAVE IT ALL TOGETHER??????
I know all these other women are probably struggling like me, but why do I feel so isolated and alone?
Not to mention, aside from the stress of the actual home, I have the added stress of those WITHIN the home. I have a high
maintenance 10 month old daughter (yeah, I said it) and a nearly 3 year old toddler who is at the height of terrible two's. I am stressed with the demands of life. Some days I count the seconds until bedtime. But that's not it, there's more (
mrs. infomercial here!), I know that once I get the baby to bed, I have to try to get as much done as i can before she wakes up. Once she's awake (which is between 1-2 hours later), she WILL NOT go back to sleep in her crib. I either have to rock her back to sleep, where she will only stay asleep for a very short amount of time, to wake up and need rocking again. Or if I bring her to bed with me, she does sleep much better.
BUT WAIT....yes, there is more....
with the hubby's new job, he gets up extremely early, and since he sleeps with
jonah (oh, did i mention that? Uh yeah, if the hubs does not sleep with Jonah, Jonah will wake up many many times in the night, crying for daddy. Hubs ALWAYS cracks and gives in and eventually falls asleep with Jonah) i am left alone, to tend to the baby. And once the hubs leaves Jonah's bed, Jonah will only sleep 10-15 minutes longer. This means Jonah is up at 5am, wakes Lily up and we are all up at 5am.
NO ONE IS GETTING ENOUGH SLEEP! EVEN ME!!!!
i am tired all the time, stressed over everything, the house is mess, i can't even manage to get to the post office to buy a stamp to mail a letter, i try to do everything in my power to NOT have to take the baby anywhere since 75% of the time she is in her car seat, she is screaming. I feel the urge to drink....every. single. day. I want to ram my head into the wall
at least once an hour. My kids eat crap because i am too burned out to make a healthy meal. i shower once every 3-4 days. I haven't watched a
tv show/movie all the way through for as long as i can remember.
and i actually have fallen asleep TWICE while writing this post.
So here, my question to you dear reader. Where do you stand on these kinds of things? Tell me, please tell me, everyone have corners of clutter, closets you can barely walk into, toilets that haven't been cleaned for weeks (months?).
And times where you are so overwhelmed you need to, want to, HAVE TO cry.
And tell me, it will get easier. I think I need to hear that more than anything.