Growing up I was always a messy kid. I remember when my mom used to come into mine and my sisters room and tell us if we didn’t have our room clean in an hour she would put our toys in garbage bags and take them away. That’s when my sister and I would do the Loonette the clown, 10 second tidy. All our toys would end up stuffed under our beds or underneath our pillows. Eventually my mom caught on and our toys would end up in garbage bags. With our eyes filled with tears we would properly put our toys away. Cleaning as a child always upset me. I hated taking a break from my play time to clean and I was also very worried that my teddy bears wouldn’t be able to breathe in the garbage bags. My lack of cleaning only got worse as I got into my teen years. Clothes EVERYWHERE. Makeup EVERYWHERE. This continued into my 20’s until just over two years ago when my husband and I moved into our first home together. It was like a switch flipped and I needed my home to be spotless.
I was really sick for most of my pregnancy but still found the time and energy to keep my house as clean as possible. Keeping a clean house became more of a challenge after I had little B. However I was able to get us both on a bit of a schedule and while he napped I cleaned. This all changed when little B started to walk. It has now been 10 Months since my house as been clean.
For the past 10 Months I have had toys all over the place, socks in the sink, milk stains on the couch, crayon marks on the walls and crumbs in my bed. My messy house was starting to give me anxiety. I would spend hours every night cleaning up only for it to be completely destroyed the next morning. Little B does have a special talent of turning an entire house upside down in less than an hour. I am constantly amazed how a tiny little human can be so much of a walking disaster. The other day I had just finished putting little B’s Mega Bloks in containers when he walked over. Stared me straight in the eyes and dumped each container. He didn’t even play with them! You see he prefers things to be messy and when I clean up it seems to bother him. One day I woke up and decided enough was enough. I was no longer going to clean while my mess monster was awake. It is almost impossible to clean up after a toddler especially when that toddler is around. In order for me to move on with my life and stop stressing about a messy house I had to change my mind set and STOP CARING. I now live in a constant mess and I am okay with it.
Well………I’m getting there.
Life is a mess sometimes. It’s only fair we relax and just accept living in it!
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