For the love of laundry!

For the love of laundry, where did this shirt come from.... I JUST washed everything!!! 

Let's be honest, who else deals with the never ending story of laundry?! 

I mean.... HOW can 3 people possibly dirty so many clothes.... I do laundry 3 times a week, and I can get a full load if not two on those days.... I mean HOW? 

Then lets add in to the fact there's gotta be a gold medal out there somewhere when it gets washed, dried, folded and put away all in the same day.

 Cause sometimes that feels impossible. I mean, I'm lucky if I can not forget to get it to the line or dryer in the same day thanks to the pregnancy brain that never went away. Who else is just as guilty and washes the same load more than once, sometimes twice before it can get dried! 🙋🏻

Then the clothes line, that lovely clothes line that saves electricity, noise, and makes your laundry smell amazing. Until of course you live in Michigan where it starts to down pour out of no where in the middle of the day soaking your clothes when they were just about dry, so now you start all over waiting for them to dry. Thanks Mother Nature, thanks alot! 

Onto folding, I have a toddler that loves to help with every possible task around the house. That may be taking the folded laundry to one of the bedrooms and while in the process it becomes unfolded, dragged, mixed up, and in the wrong location because he grabbed a stack before I could realize what he grabbed. But he's helping and so proud of himself you can't even think twice about it, you just get that pile and start over praying maybe paw patrol would help entertain for 10 minutes so you can finish! 

So then I stare at the never ending clothes that I feel just appear out of no where, I remind myself of Colossians 3:23 -

Work willingly at whatever you do, as though you were working for the Lord rather than for people. 

Yes. That includes the laundry that never ends! 

To find joy, do all my work with love and do it as though it was for him. That is much easier said than done so much of the time. 

But I will keep smiling through it. Because one day I won't have little hands to help me, I won't have tiny clothes to wash, nor will I have someone to run through sheet tents on the line with. One day they'll be less laundry to do, and one day will come far to soon. 

So for the love of laundry, I'll keep going. One day i'll reach the bottom of the basket! 

        

 

 

Lysol Wipes with Bed Time Cuddles

So last night as I worked on the never ending list of house work from a very well lived in house during my sons bath. It came to halt at the words, "I'm all done, towel please" those words came right before the lovely toilets turn for a scrub down. 

So we head upstairs and as I tuck him into bed we did our normal routine. At the end of the chapter in his book, he rolls over, now facing me, and puts his arm around my neck then says, "I wanna look at you." As we laid there I couldn't help but just smile as I looked into those big brown eyes starring back into mine. After a few minutes he says to me "I love when you lay with me." Words that melt my heart and are just perfect after the emotional day that today was. 

Now mind you every night lately he winds up in our bed in the middle of the night, as close as physically possible to me while I am half hanging off the bed. So we get plenty of "laying time" but as he said those words I just felt the love. Yes he is in our bed every night but to him that's not the same as me squeezed into this tiny handmade tent bed, laying on the many stuffed friends he has to sleep with no noise, no one else, just him and I together.

As I started back down stairs to finish where I left off I walk into the bathroom and there they are, the Lysol wipes waiting for me....

I have a potty trained, not the best aim little boy in my house so me and those wipes have a pretty close relationship now a days! 

As I'm on my hands and knees cleaning all I can think about is the words and the cuddles that were just shared upstairs. Today brought a lot of emotion of missing Paisley, and aching to hold her close. So while I thought back on holding Wyatt I am so blessed and thankful to have him to hold. As he grows more and more our cuddle times are so cherished because I know they won't last forever.

 At the end of the day most of us are spent, burned out, and ready for some me time.... But at the end of the day to them, holding them close is what is so important, and remembered. When Wyatt wakes up tomorrow he isn't even gonna notice the freshly sanitized and shiny toilet he gets to use. He is going to remember falling asleep in bed with his mom and that's all that matters.

Days are so busy, and as frustrating as bed times can be sometimes, as tired as you may be, as much as you have on your plate, STOP and put it all away, put it on hold, shut it all down, let it all go, and just be their momma's, because that is all they want and need us to be. Hold them close, and soak it all in, because we all know the famous line "I'm rocking my baby because babies don't keep!" One day those babies will be grown and gone and those moments will be missed. But Lysol wipes and toilets... They'll always be there waiting for you when you're ready! 

About me!

Hey there!!!

I am Becky, the proud wife to my amazing husband of almost 6 years, and mommy of two babies, Wyatt, and Paisley-Ann!

I am a stay at home wife and mom, with a small photography business. I love the outdoors, and exploring. I probably spend way to much time in books, but I can't complain because my love for them wore off on my son! I am not only a mommy but a mommy to an angel. My sweet sweet daughter earned her wings and went to heaven at just 12 short days old in January 2016.

I started my blogging journey when we received Paisley's diagnosis of HLHS. (See her story, learn about HLHS, and follow my blog as a bereaved heart mommy at Paisley-Ann's Special Heart.)

As I started my blogging journey I quickly fell in love with it and made my mommy blog last fall. With life being busy, and then loosing Paisley, I never found the right time to launch it. But now, it just fits so here we go!

I will be sharing about the joyous and not so joyous times of being a wife and mother I am sure we can all relate to. Hopefully bringing some laughs, help, good times, and maybe even tears to this crazy thing called life! :)

Thanks for reading along, I hope you enjoy!  :)