I remember a time when I would fuss over how my throw pillows laid on the couch. I would examine them closely to see if there were any spots or blemishes. Immediately upon finding one, I would clean it and smile at my accomplishment. I would fluff them and lay them in a nice pattern.
If you could see them now... They are flat, stained, and no longer match the color scheme of my living room. Any one could have the remnants of milk, dog drool, baby drool, or cheerio dust smeared upon it's fabric. If I come across one of the floor, I scoop it up and toss it a disheveled pile on the couch. Cleaning them, arranging them, caring about them- you see, I no longer have time for that.
My mom bff and I were discussing the many things you no longer have time for when you are a parent. The saying "when you have a baby, everything changes" rings true, so much so, that I barely remember my former self. I mean, what on earth did I do with all my time before I had children?!
So here is a short list of things we parents don't have time for:
- Dressing stylish- I own about 2 complete "stylish" outfits- if you see me in public I may be wearing one, but most likely not. You will not find earrings upon my ears because I do not care to have them ripped out by a curious baby. Heels? Forget it! I am clumsy enough guiding my pack through a store while keeping a purse on one shoulder and a baby on my hip. Don't worry, someday I plan to join the well dressed crowd again. I plan on borrowing my daughter's clothing once they are teenagers. Hey, a mom can dream right?
- Fixing your hair- To fix my hair to it's full potential can take a good 45 minutes. 45 minutes of kids pulling my curling wand to the floor, soaking my feet as they wash their hands, and running away with my hair spray. All so I can pick up my baby, who will then vomit in my beautiful locks while getting a moist, chubby hand wrapped up like a chinese finger pull. No thanks. A pony tail will suffice.
- Maintaining new car smell- My caravan could probably be considered a biohazard at this point. I really don't want to know what is lurking beneath those car seats. After listening to the Frozen soundtrack 62 times in a row, the last place I want to be is in my vehicle. Secretly, I hope G will be deathly afraid of the carwash for a few more years. That gives me an excuse for the funk in my trunk.
- Pinterest ideas- Aren't they lovely? I will admit, I am an avid pinner. However, I now pin guilt free. If I pin something and never glance at it again, that is ok. I mean seriously, kudos to those of you that make the time to create a felt forest for your children.
- Blogging- I have seen a trend when I come across parenting blogs. The more children the blogger has, the bigger gaps between posts. Hence- I haven't posted in over a month! I do enjoy it, so finding time is important. The number one tip for a successful blog would be to blog often. I feel "successful" when I can find time for a create outlet that I enjoy. Quality not quantity?
- A clean house- Now luckily for me, everyone's idea of clean is different. Most people who enter my house would consider it clean. They see that, for the most part, toys are picked up, the large surfaces are clean. My mother always referred to it as the "60 mph clean" - what people notice when they aren't always in that area. Upon close inspection you would probably see my appliances need a good scrubbing, my bedroom furniture dusting, and the curtains could use some washing. I would have to send my kids away for a day, ok maybe a week, if I were going to accomplish more than the 60 mph clean.
For the most part, the things we don't have a lot of time for as parents are maintaining levels of appearance and cleanliness. Then you have to ask yourself: who cares?
We are too busy maintaining our children. The time we spend on our children will reap benefits for years to come. Keeping my throw pillows in good appearances- not so much.
Time is like money. Becoming a parent makes you more aware of your spending habits. Enjoy your little investments!
Happy hump day- Lydia