Please.
You know if you are a Mom at some point in time, you've had this moment. I just didn't expect to have that moment when my kids were 18 and 20.
The last time it happened, I believe Melissa was about 2, Max was about 6 months old. I was stranded in Glenrosa at our new home--we were renovating. My neighbour--who had a 1 year old was bored. She decided to take 3 shifts at her job--she came tearing over the fence to ask if I'd babysit so she could get out of the house.
How could I resist her? We were both pretty bored to death, it was 3 shifts, it would make her sane, make a little bit of money and make me completely insane.
So, I agreed, and the following morning, she dropped off the baby and went off to her 8 hour shift.
Oh, I had NO idea what I had just done. 3 babies under the age of 2. What was I thinking?
By the time the week was over, she had worked 5 shifts. I agreed to do it, because we were sharing her wage!
At the end of the week the statement happened. It's one of those moments where a husband has no idea what he has just said, it just comes out. "Do you realize your clothes are dirty?"
I remember looking down, feeling overwhelmed, but I had made it through the week. The family was content, more or less, dinner had appeared on the table all week, I had maintained the house, the groceries--but I had not maintained myself.
It's a little of a pattern that would occur over and over again in my life.
Today, it happened again. I was very tired, looking forward to Kent visiting me at lunch, I have to admit I was pretty grumpy when he said, "You have mustard on your pants." I actually smiled, I wasn't upset, it just struck me as a funny moment because...that was just the left leg. The right leg pant had something all together different on it...from a couple days ago, and now it's unrecognizable....
Yes, people I have let myself go.
I had run out of clothes, I am no clothes horse, I have a VERY limited wardrobe and the laundry hamper was full!
The goal for the week was to maintain feeding the family, maintain food in the fridge, (there are 5 adults living here, so grocery shopping can happen every 2 days...), maintain the house, dogs, and something that resembled normal.
Laundry wasn't even on my list.
Hopefully laundry happens tomorrow, or it will be Pajama Day at the Horie's.
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