Staying at home is SO much more work than all the drama & preparation to go to work. There are days when I feel like a domestic housewife, a has been professional now relegated to toilet, poop and laundry duty. I need a system because too often I get lazy and I wake up doing yesterday's work.
Like the laundry pile for example that hogged our couch all of yesterday. My husband folded it all last night. But because I didn't put it away and he wasn't going to our Labrador slept on most of it and the other portion has slowly been pushed to the floor by our daughters. Who can blame them when you are 2 & 4 you don't care if your clothes are folded or not.
So Martha what's the painful emotional thought behind all of my domestic suffering? Okay let me see if I can get to it "I can only be a respectable mother if my house is clean, tidy and organized."
Is it true?
Hell no.
3 reasons:
1. Yesterday I made bread & pasta with Sofia while we rotated laundry and created the most magnificent dinner for our beach picnic.
2. Today we managed to leave the house & make the most fun out of our adventure on the go: fabric store, coffee launch picnic & shopping for pullups in the car cart.
3. I can sew and make magical creations like adhoc pj's on our dining room table with the house a mess.
How does it make me feel when I think this thought? Angry, not good enough, like I should be happy I have a husband and not ask him to help organize. I feel small threatened and out of control.
Who would I be without this thought? Relaxed, I would laugh in the face of laundry and move through it not getting stuck in it's volume.
If I woke up tomorrow without the thought "I can only be a respectable mother if my house is clean, tidy and organized." who would I be?
I would greet the day with joy, excitement and focus on my creative pursuits.
Turnaround:
I can be a respectable mother if my house is not clean, tidy and organized.
Ahh that feels good, true and workable.
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