so the other day i was talking to my husband telling him how hard this new phase with mia is, you know- the crawling, into everything, has to be monitored every second, pulling herself up on stuff, putting her sticky little fingers in places they shouldn’t be.
i mentioned that i never get anything done anymore.
well later as i was giving her a bath (while singing the ernie rubber ducky song), he comes in smiling and sits down on the counter next to the tub (he works from home so he has the luxury of checking in on us whenever he wants).
he said, “you know how you were saying that you never get anything done anymore?”
“yeah”, i said.
“well i have to laugh because look at what you’re doing. you’re getting the most important thing “done” right now. you are the biggest influence in our kids life and you’re giving everything to them. all that matters is that they are taken care of and they’re happy, if the house happens to get clean in the process…well that’s just gravy.”
well you know what that means right? free ticket to slackerville!
just kidding. my o.c.dness would never allow that to happen. but his loving reminder has made me a little less anxious about keeping a perfect house and taking care of my family, we all know which one is more important.
he’s such a good man.