There was a degree in my life after I posted on Instagram a LOT, and a pal I don’t see typically stated “your Instagram is so cute and tidy!” To which I laughed and defined that if I used to be taking an image of one thing I simply shoved the mess out of the best way for the sake of the picture.
I’ve been having a very arduous time with that these days. Our house is small… cozy, if you’ll. It was completely superb when it was simply Justen and I. Certain there could be litter (I believe I used to be born with litter), however it was by no means something excessive or unmanageable. Small pile of paper right here or there, stuff like that.
However Madeleine ultimately began rising out of garments, and we began to expire of room for these issues. Then she began to develop out of STUFF – like she had this cute little toddler bathtub tub that she used for nicely over a yr however now she simply sits within the tub.. the place will we put that whale? She has the identical AMOUNT of garments, however they’re means greater than the storage options we obtained for her 0-3 month garments, so now we truthfully don’t have room for all of them until there’s a hamper filled with soiled garments.
and the sippy cups! and snacks! and bibs and utensils and bowls and.. nicely, stuff.
It’s exhausting and our cozy house is changing into smaller and smaller.
I’ve had so many second over the previous yr or in order that I’ve wished to doc or share, however then I go searching and go “man this place appears so trashed.” so I fall asleep decided to get EVERYTHING clear so I can take some footage or one thing… however then I simply get up in survival mode.
A few years earlier than I met Justen, I bear in mind telling my pal Donna about how I assumed I’d be happIER if I used to be married. I stated I used to be completely superb being single however I had an concept that my happiness may develop if I used to be married (it has). Donna, who struggled with infertility the entire time I knew her, jogged my memory that there’ll all the time be greener grass. She stated positive, you’ll be happier while you’re married however then you definitely’ll suppose “I’ll be happier when we’ve got a home,” and then you definitely understand you’ll be happier when you’ve gotten youngsters to fill that home. There’ll all the time be some legendary land of “happier.”
and I believe that applies to the place I’m at proper now. I believe, “I’ll have extra to say, I’ll really feel extra at peace, I’ll need to share extra, after I can get on prime of all of this MESS.” however the actuality is that if I can not discover any of that proper now, amongst a sofa coated with pillows, a nook of stuff we are able to’t determine the place to place and a field of board video games taking on room in our kitchen as a result of that’s all we’ve obtained… then I’m not going to essentially discover peace and phrases and the need to share when it’s all taken care of.
The extra time I spend sitting round ready for perfection, the extra time I let slip away and go to waste.
Just some ideas which were circling again to the entrance of my thoughts over the previous few days. Attempting to embrace the messy seasons, not simply in piles of laundry 🙂
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