Desperately seeking my inner domestic goddess
I love taking care of my son. I enjoy feeding him, playing with him, and I even enjoy changing his diaper. I look forward to seeing his smiling face every morning, and I start missing him the moment I put him to bed. I do relish a little quiet time, don’t get me wrong, but I genuinely appreciate every aspect of the one-on-one relationship I have as Mama to my little boy.
However, and this is a big HOWEVER… I am absolutely terrible when it comes to the other aspects of being a homemaker. I am never caught up on laundry, the dishes sometimes reach levels nearing bio-hazard, and I am nothing resembling a cook. I know, I know, many moms are not perfect in these areas, but I feel like my case is a little worse, and it gives me a good deal of anxiety.
When I read Twitter updates or blog posts by other moms who are constantly making mention of the housework they are doing, or the deliciously delicious dinner they are whipping up for their family, I wonder why I FAIL so miserably in these areas.
I do know one thing for sure, I need to get on the ball, and I need to get on the ball FAST! It is very important for to me that Evan have a good example of a well-run household as he grows up. I may not be perfect (scratch that, I KNOW I won’t be perfect), but I want to at the very least be able to provide a home-cooked meal for him every day.
I am supposed to be doing some spring cleaning right now, and instead, I find myself procrastinating online, WRITING about my lack of housecleaning skills. Lame, Crissy. Lame. Time to make a clean slate.