I have three daughters. They are lovely and maddening all at the same time. I mean, who can resist this face?
Don’t let her adorable sweetness fool you…she’s a spitfire and drives me batty and then, when I’m at my wits end and can’t manage her shenanigans any further – this face.
Let’s not forget her twin…identical in genes, not in personality. They both have their own way to get into stuff and drive me looney. But equally as sweet.
Then there’s this one, she’s 8 years old. For the love…when did that happen?!
She’s always been our easy-peasy kid. I am seeing glimmers of the emotional years coming, so I know we will not go unscathed. But her core is so lovely, kind and remarkable that I am just so in love.
Truth be told, even those stinkers up there, I could eat them up. I just want them to stop the shenanigans for long enough that I might have a clear thought. But, I suppose that’s part of the natural order of their life. They are three after all, and they must discover their world, test limits and drive their mama batty. Oh, and, there are two of them…so….there’s that.
So, how does one survive life with small children? Here’s what I’ve come up with. It’s not an all inclusive list, but it has helped on the really, really tough days.
- Be willing to ask for help.
- Take mini-breaks, team up with your spouse or ask a friend for a 30 minute reprieve. It’s amazing how much easier it is to tackle bath time when you give yourself quiet time outside alone or up in your room.
- Avoid striving for perfection.
- Set realistic daily goals, there is only so much time in one day. Some things will have to wait. I choose the dishes and laundry…I mean, they get done, but only when I can’t stand to look at them anymore. Just keepin’ things real.
- It is not about perfection. It is not about getting it all right. It’s about giving it your best and when you can’t or lost the drive to do so on some days, forgiving yourself and then vowing to start again tomorrow with resolve.
- Let the little stuff go. Like the poo on the floor. I mean clean it up…don’t let it just sit there like the dishes and laundry. That’s just gross. BUT, it is what it is, they’ll get it eventually (right?! Someone please tell me yes.) Am I the only one who’s dealt with that? Oh potty training….that’s for another post.
- Finally….when all else fails… a good bit of wine sometimes does the trick…but not too much, no one likes a hangover.
- Motherhood is lovely and chaotic and remarkable. It’s like that word Glennon coined on Momastery….Bruitful? Although, truth be told, that word still doesn’t roll of the tongue for me just yet…but I totally get the sentiment behind it, and therefore dig it.
You can do this, promise.
Because, if I can, then you can. We’ll just have to make it work together, M’kay?
What would you add to this list?