Oh my goodness, I love having a toddler. Lyla, makes me laugh out loud every day, and she is soo smart! I know, I know every one thinks their kid is so smart, and perfect. I am just saying I love seeing her learn and show everything she knows. So to the title of the post, Brett and I were chatting as we were getting ready for bed last night. And as I go to plug in my phone I see my book on the floor with the dust jacket pulled off and my lip balm twisted all the way out with the lid on. Haha, so I say, "Brett, why do you have to keep pulling the dust jacket off my book and throwing it on the floor!" He sheepishly turns and smiles at me, then while walking out of the bathroom steps on a little stuffed lamb toy and trips on a travel tooth brush container. Then replies "Faith, how many times do I have to tell you to stop leaving the toothbrush container on the floor, and your stuffed animals all over the place!" I started to giggle a little then walked into our master bath. I looked down at the floor and just started laughing out loud. There are bottles all over the floor, and a towel over the tub knobs because she loves to turn the water on, and run away because I tell her no, and she knows its naughty. I am with her all day, and I know what she is doing, so this shouldn't be so funny. I guess its just the mess minus the baby is just chaos, and that is our lovely life now.
I used to follow behind and put everything back right behind her, but now its like what is the use. It takes me 20 minutes to get ready for the day when I am not putting everything back right after she is done. As opposed to an hour, lovingly cleaning up behind her, besides a girls got to explore right? Lol, this seemingly illogical situation may not even seem funny to my friends who are mommies and Daddies, but we just found ourselves laughing out loud as we were cleaning up our completely messy house, Again just like every night at bedtime. We always laugh about how she is so much work when she racing around, and playing all day. But about a half hour after she goes to bed we miss her clever little grin, and her adorable little giggle, as she "kicko, kickos" our bellies and arms. (that is tickles for those who haven't talked to a tot as of late)
I was just thinking about how I was always so anxious about a couple clothes on the ground in our bedroom closet, and a couple dishes in the sink once in a while, when we were both working full time. Now I feel like the first half hour of the day the house is completely rearranged and cluttered. I just laugh to myself as we read another book and my baby girl munches on her veggie straw, and snuggles up for another "Huggie." I was talking to some of my sweet friends the other day, about the never ending housework.
When my more "seasoned" friend, (she is a grandma) said "You can't spend every day sweating the small stuff. Yes, even the house work counts as the small stuff. In the bigger picture of life, your babes will only be small for a short time. I am not saying let the house completely go, and live in filth, but learn to see those times when you could be making the memories and building the worlds of your little ones. Because when they are growing older, and having to make choices for themselves it will be far more important that they knew they were loved, valued, taught righteous things and paid attention to, then you knowing that the last load of laundry was done, or that the kitchen was spotless."
Thank goodness for understanding and loving women, that support and build up one another. Also, I am so grateful for Loving mothers that MAKE TIME for their children, when they are 2 or 22. I don't think we realize our influence on others, until far later when you can no longer fix it.
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