Today I bought a rug for the livingroom floor. I decided this was an amazing accomplishment for the day, no joke.  Today started after only 4 hours of sleep.  My youngest spilled syrup all over the table for breakfast. They took out the dogs to potty and tracked mud all through the kitchen when they came back in. I edited a wedding, 2 engagement sessions, and a maternity session, answered 17 emails, 4 phone calls, and 16 text messages…….all before noon. During this time my youngest took a hour to unload the dishwasher, my oldest thought clean the bathroom meant pick up one towel and leave the rest for the invisible maid. He also got in a shouting match with his brother over who had to load the dishwasher and pick up the trash around the trash can because they never walk close enough to make sure it goes in. Then it was time for homeschool. One of them had to poop 3 times in the 4 hours we were working on schooling, the other one kept passing foul smelling gas, there was a water bottle spill, a narrow miss with a computer almost hitting the floor, another fight over who was smarter and could read faster. Then while taking out the dogs, my youngest decided playing in the ditch was fun when mom wasn’t looking……insert more mud, this time also on the carpet, and all in the bathroom, insert bath and then a request for me to fix his hair like the guy on Matrix. During all this time I answered 7 more emails, 12 more text messages, and 4 more phone calls. This was all before 4:30PM.

So today I paid someone to come mop my floors, they had to sweep twice because by the time they finished and turned around, my children had managed to track more dirt in and ruin the freshly swept floor…………and then after getting the carpet cleaned up…I bought a rug and put over it. This is a normal day at my house. It’s the world of a mother with boys who runs her household, while homeschooling, and running a growing business. It’s crazy, it’s overwhelming at times, and sometimes I go to bed with dishes in the sink when I can’t handle it at that moment because I am trying to get my youngest in bed before midnight. Guess what…….it’s okay, the world doesn’t end and my kids are happy, healthy, funny, and handsome as can be………because they are loved and they are kids, they are let be kids, and they know when , like children often do, they make a mess, the world isn’t going to end, that they don’t have to cower in fear or try to hide it. They know when I get mad……….It never last long and when I step over the line, get frustrated or aggravated with them and speak before thinking…….I humbly myself and ask their forgiveness. They know I am human and that I make mistakes…because I let them see it.  There are not a lot of woman out there who could handle my life and not lose their sanity……I think we are given the lives we can handle.  Sometimes though, I think handling the 52 brides I have from this year and next year, is easier than handling my 2 sons. Guess what…some days…it is.

So for all you mom’s out there who hear the never ending judgement from other people who spend more time worrying about the look of their home, than actually spending quality time with their kids,  keep on keeping on. Nothing bugs people more than when you do it your way and your family is happier, more loving, and a dang lot classier in all the ways that count than theirs.  As my mom would say, “Let them put that in their pipe and smoke it.”

Some one shared this saying on Facebook, and I can’t help but think it fit. 😉