Back Home Again in Indiana
I forget where I saw the 8 Minute Memoir, but it seemed like a good writing exercise so I figured I’d jump on board. I’m incredibly behind and have no idea when/if I’ll finish it. Such suspense!
When I was growing Boogser, my mom told me one of the hardest parts of motherhood for me would be the mess. And she was 100% correct. I’m very much an everything in its place type of person, and having a kid destroys that.
At first it was the messes I let pile up around me because I was too tired to care. I was keeping up with the laundry, but the vacuum cleaner and Swiffer were 2 things I did not have the energy for. And I figured we were using soap in the bathroom so it was pretty much cleaning itself. My house was constantly a mess which was constantly stressing me out. I’d eventually muster up the energy to vacuum or clean the bathroom and instead of throwing me a victory parade for my great accomplishment, Jesse would instead have the nerve to use said freshly cleaned room only to dirty it up again which is how it would stay for another month or two.
Those days are (mostly) behind us now, though, and we’ve moved on to the messes Boogser makes – the residual peanut butter on every surface he touches, the toys all over the living room, the marker he’s covered in. And while these messes also stress me out, I try to remember that these are the messes that mean he’s living his best 2 year old life. It helps that these messes don’t take as much energy and effort to clean up – just a few minutes after bedtime. Just enough so he can start all over again in the morning.