Ain’t Life Grand?
Since the baby, the house has been a mess. I have heard and have been told many times to let the laundry sit and to not be so obsessive when it comes to keeping a clean house. But it has finally taken its toll on me. The mess is catching up. The baby has only been in my life for 9 months. By the way, isn’t it strange how the 9 months of pregnancy seems to last forever but the 9 months of life for your little one passes by you before you can blink?
Anyways, not only do I have piles of unfolded laundry on the couch, but I also have piles of unread mail in my office, and a mountain of papers to file, and layers of dust sitting on the furniture and floors. I haven’t done any spring cleaning as of yet and don’t know if I’ll even get to it this year.
And the stress. Oh the stress! Lately, I’ve been working long hours and haven’t had a chance to pick up the baby until 7 or even 8 pm. That doesn’t sound too late but it actually is when you’re in the office around 5 am. So I’m quite exhausted by the time it’s time for pick up my little man. So I don’t sleep until midnight.
It’s hectic with the little one around. Why do we even bother with kids? Life is just so much simpler without them in our lives, isn’t it? I have to admit that sometimes, I do feel trapped. Trapped because I can’t just pick up my things and go on a weekend trip. Trapped because I can’t go to the movies with my friends on the weekends. Trapped because I can no longer spend my money on my clothes. And trapped because my little man is now getting attached to me.
So why all the trouble?
It’s when he jumps up and down happily and claps his hands when he first sees me when I come home from work that makes up for everything that has gone bad for the day. It’s when he puts his head on my shoulder when I carry him. It’s when he laughs when I play with him.
Seeing those cute little palms close up in front of his cute, peaceful looking face as I kiss his cheeks goodnight puts a smile on my face every night. That makes everything worthwhile.