That I ran the dishwasher. I spent the entire day thinking I had no clean dishes and was constantly rewashing silverware.
This is the kind of thing that pre-kids, never would have happened. Ever.
Small humans. They really do suck the life out of you. But they also give you a ton of life.
Brain power, thought — they take more of than they currently give on that one.
I know this isn’t something to be upset, but it is symbolic of me and this season I am in.
I forget a lot of things a lot of times.
I haven’t vacuumed my children’s rooms in a month. The other day I wondered when I had last washed the sheets on James bed.
Balls are dropped. All the time. Brightly covered Disney, PJ Masks ones.
It’s hard for me to accept that I can’t have things perfect 100% of the time. It’s hard to manage two other people.
Still wouldn’t change it for the world. Not a single thing.