Shout out to all the stay at home mom, working moms, young moms, old moms, moms with cargo vans full of kids, moms with one kid. Here’s to all of us. Some days it’s ok to just let it go. It’s an intentional act to choose to look past the piles that accumulate faster than the babies grow, the laundry that never gets *completely* finished, the never-ending struggle of choosing to do it fast and do it ourselves or take the time and required patience to make the kids Do It Themselves. A clean house feels great, but when it gets in the way of living a full and fun life, when you miss out on experiences while everyone else moves on and you stay behind scrubbing and scouring, it’s time to ask, “Is this what matters most?” It certainly cannot be what our children will one day look back and remember most about their childhood. I have never met anyone who has said, “My fondest childhood memory is the super squeaky clean house my Mother kept.” On the same note, when we commiserate on how we were let down, I’ve never heard a girlfriend say, “My mom didn’t mop the floor enough.” Surely we will disappoint our own children in more significant ways.
May are standards be dropped on occasion and may we make the conscious decision to show up and tune into living, not merely as the One Who Wipes, Picks Up and Launders.
