I wake up in the morning with a head full of ideas. I am ready to conquer the day! I am ready to not feel so crazy! I am ready to take control! I set the bar really low – don’t get me wrong. I am Okayest Mom, after all. But I do have ideas of what I would like to accomplish in a day, on top of the usual changing-eight-poops and making-and-cleaning-meals-three-times. Today, for example, I thought it would be a good day to change my own sheets and my own towels. Sounds doable, right? Sounds like a good goal for an Okayest Mom, right? Wrong.
As the day progresses, every little thing stretches into bigger things. Each thing that happens is like a hammer onto the side of my head, smashing down any hope I had of accomplishing anything beyond the bare minimum again.
I have three levels of work in this house:
1) “Needs That Are Immediate, Pressing, Non-Negotiable, and Never-Changing”:
- keeping kids on schedule
- reading to the kids
- getting the kids fresh air
- not losing my mind
- connecting with my husband
2) “Needs That Can Usually Wait But Are Very Important and Must Be Smooshed in Somehow”:
- changing sheets and towels
- getting myself dressed
- playing with the kids
- blogging a little of the things that are in my head (so my head doesn’t explode)
- doing my hair
- organizing the toys
- making those cool file folder games for keeping the kids quiet in church
- uploading photos to Shutterfly
- messaging a friend
- cleaning the stainless steel appliances
- a haircut
- blogging all the things that are in my head
I’m thinking I will get to the “wants” category when the twins enter kindergarten. No, wait, I will have to sleep for a year when the twins enter kindergarten. So, hmmm, maybe I will get to the “wants” when the twins enter first grade.
This post was originally published on Beyond Infertility as members-only content. I am a regular contributor to their website.