Not a very green post, this one. Just thought I’d share a little. I don’t do that enough.
I am floored how busy I am with one kid. Just one. And granted, I realize my life isn’t any different from any other mother, but I just thought I’d give a peek into mine. And hey, it’s all new to me.
Once she’s down for a nap, I gather toys scattered across the floor, under the recliner, behind the stool and put them in a small bag. I place all the books smeared across the floor back into the cardboard box that sits at the top of the stairs my husband keeps meaning to take downstairs. I stuff all the magazines back into the rack. I remove all her colorful, plastic cups from the empty cupboard in the very back and slide the bread machine back in there. I reload the diaper bag with everything she’s taken out. I replace the dish towels from the floor to the oven rack…..for the 13th time. I pile all her little clothes she’s tossed out of the laundry basket back into the laundry basket, and refold all the cloth diapers she’s unfolded and thrown over her shoulder. Oh, and then there’s the bookshelf she’s discovered. I pick up and rearrange each book.
I’ve had mothers say, “You’ll learn to do all that once—at the end of the night.”
Yet, it keeps her busy. When she wakes from her nap, she’s awed by a wonderland of clean that she gets to tear down again. It keeps her busy and last weekend when I plum gave up, she seemed a little lost. There was nothing to “play” with. Besides, I figure it keeps me moving since I’m not exactly going to the gym now a days.
Mind you, that’s only during her nap.
And if you think I’m busy, you should see her…
Sometimes I think, “Every girl’s dream. I worked so hard at a college education just to pick up books and toys off the floor all day long. How fruitful I am.” Other days, I’m flattered by a baby who cries when I leave the room. That crawls up my legs and holds her tiny arms in the air for me to lift her. Who ceases tiny sobs when I pick her up. Who follows me with a million mile an hour crawl when I go into the bathroom and smiles a giant grin so big her eyes squint when she finds me.
See how babies suck you in? :)
Other great little articles about baby stuff:
- Cloth Diapers (laurenfalber.wordpress.com)
- How-to: Making Cloth Diapers (yourbabynannynyc.wordpress.com)
- Do you REALLY need a diaper bag? (pocketfulofjoules.com)
- The $1600 Poop: A Case for Cloth Diapers (frugalgreenbaby.com)
- A sight that never grows old (militaryzerowaste.wordpress.com)
- The 10 Best Toys You Didn’t Know were in your Living Room (andbabymakes3imean4.com)
- More into “Not a fairytale” (amandagriffin28.wordpress.com)
- Dear Harmony – 6 months (mommamoonpie.wordpress.com)