Some days go like this at my house:
Many more days go like this:
And it's not like I never spend time cleaning. I usually pick up the living room between 4 and 400 times a day. But at the end of the day sometimes it looks like picture #1 and sometimes it looks like picture #2. I feel like life has been going a lot like picture #2 lately. Not enough energy to get things done, and the things that do get done don't stay done. But some day in the hopefully near future...I at least won't be too fat to bend over and pick things up. Not that I expect the chaos to settle even slightly once the baby gets here. In fact, it'll probably double...but at least I'll be able to bend over...and breath...and roll onto my stomach...and eat a regular sized meal...and....
1 comment:
i can totally relate. :)
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