Sorry, I've been slackin on my blogging a bit lately. Have I mentioned yet that being a mother is EXHAUSTING? There is never enough time. Nothing is ever finished. My house is a mess and the girls and I spent the entire day in our pajamas. I've come to the conclusion that NOBODY can do it all. If their house is spotless, their kids are picture perfect, and they appear to have it all together, then there's something wrong somewhere.
I cannot keep my house clean, take care of my kids, take care of myself, and WORK a part-time job at the same time and remain sane. Or alive even. If I were to try, I am sure I would DIE from exhaustion. All the things I am expected to do in a day...brush my teeth, shower, comb my hair, get dressed, get my girls up, brush their teeth, comb their hair, get them dressed, make breakfast, feed them breakfast, eat breakfast myself, change diapers, put Eden in her stander, play with my kids, vacuum the carpet, sweep and mop the kitchen, do laundry, fold laundry, put laundry away, unload the dishwasher, load the dishwasher, check the mail, pay the bills, pack the diaper bag, drop the girls off at Nana's, go to WORK, pick the girls up, make lunch, feed lunch, make dinner, feed dinner, clean up from breakfast/lunch/dinner, the list goes on and on and on and on.... It is truly impossible.
Something has got to give. My kids can't watch videos all day so I can clean. I can't let my house fall apart around me. I have to work. John has to work. All of these things HAVE to get done. But I also want to have FUN with my family. And what about time for ME? I need that too! I constantly feel like a failure because I can't manage to do it all. Nothing is ever done. It drives me crazy. I know many people who seem to be doing it. Maybe I just don't see beyond the surface??? It must be that they only clean their house when they know I am coming. PLEASE, stop cleaning your house because I am coming! I need to know that I am not the only one!!!
Well, my house is messy, but we do manage to occasionally sneak in a wee bit of fun. The girls absolutely LOVED going to the cider mill and petting farm. The goats were absolutely the biggest hit. There was this one super sweet goat that ate out of the girls' hands. Eden was just so excited, squealing and trying to lunge out of the stroller to get to those goats. Holland kept saying "dog-a, dog-a, dog-a" because she thought the goats looked like dogs. We would correct her, and she would say "goats" but a few minutes later she was back to calling them dogs. She really gets so caught up in what is happening around her, that we can't even get her attention. It's like we don't exist. I'll call her name over and over trying to get a good picture, but she won't ever look at me. She is so funny. The cider, doughnuts, and pumpkins were also a big hit. So, we did manage to sneak in a little bit of fun. But boy is my house a mess.