I know everyone out there knows what I'm talking about, but it's been killing me lately that I can't seem to accomplish a single thing. You know, I have spare moments here and there of which I should be making the most of, but because I have no idea where to start, I end up just surfing the blogosphere and every other site imaginable before realizing that hours have passed and I still have accomplished nothing of relevance. I'm an extremely task oriented person and this third child has really thrown me for a loop. This grates on me...the fact that the laundry is piling up, the bathrooms need cleaning and I can't seem to keep even one room picked up...not to mention the myriad of tasks I'd like to tackle like scrapbooking, painting, etc. Every once in a while, after a particularly bad day, I have to remember to take a step back and realize that I wasn't meant to do it all. In fact, I find I am always working as if trying to reach an "end" and let's face it, we all know that's never going to come. And really, who wants it to anyway? I've decided that I can have two kinds of days: the day where I drop my kids in front of the TV babysitter and work like a dog ending the day with a clean house and a strong, albeit, short lived sense of accomplishment...or....I ignore everything (sometimes including the shower, personal care, food, etc.) and play the good and fun mom. At the end of this day, I don't always feel so powerful as I look around my surroundings and my untouched to-do list. But, the smiles and happiness I was able to share with my wonderful children mean so much more. In truth, we will never remember (or want to remember) or be remembered for how many loads of laundry we did in our lifetime, but we, along with others, will cherish the time we spent serving, teaching and playing! Isn't that what life is all about?
