I am sitting here rocking my sleeping daughter...contemplating my disaster of a house and wondering if this makes me a lazy mom? Cole is sleeping happily on the couch, Ethan is reading, Peter is watching tv and I am grateful that I have moments such as this to watch my children. My mom used to have a cross-stitched framed poem on the wall when I was little that said: " Cleaning and scrubbing can wait 'till tomorrow, for babies grow up, much to our sorrow. So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep. I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep."
Of course it starts to get to me that there are piles of clothes to be taken care of in the living room, movies to sort, laundry to wash, beds to be made and the boys bedroom to clean AGAIN but when I look back on yesterday I don't remember if my living room was neat and tidy or if it needed to be vacuumed. The things that I do remember and treasure are the smiles on my childrens faces, the stories they told, holding my sleeping baby, reading childrens books, and taking pictures of my kids. I guess if this makes me a lazy mom I'll accept that. I don't ever want to look back on this time that goes so quickly and not be able to remember what my kids were interested in or taking the time to encourage them to pursue those things that they love. MAYBE someday my house will be clean all the time but hopefully by the time that happens I will have grandchildren who come over and MESS my house up so that I can re-live these moments when my house was always "messy" and how incredibly challenging, blessed and FUN it was to have 4 young children. Yeah...I don't think I would ever want that perfectly clean house I want happy memories. Lazy mom or not! This is my thought for today.