So have you ever looked up the definition of insanity? No? Well let me give it to you...
in·san·i·ty- noun
-the state of being seriously mentally ill; madness.
-extreme foolishness or irrationality.
But Albert Einstein defined insanity as doing the same thing over and expecting different results.
Is that not what we do as SAHM's? I get up almost every morning around 5am (sometimes 6 if Carson is feeling generous and lets me sleep in) and start the same routine. Bring Carson downstairs, change diaper and set down for some play time in his turtle. Then I start dishes (because who wants to do them the night before after being up for god knows how long.) Have to separate those because I wouldn't want to wash the bottles with the pan from the hot chicken wing dip (who knows why I do this, probably because I'm going insane, or at least making myself that way). Collect laundry, and start the loads for the day. Be sure to separate Carson's clothes from mine and Kyle's because apparently you have to use different laundry soap for babies ( I didn't know this until one of my very good mom friends from my old job told me, THANKS BECKY!) Then comes the sweeping, moping and if I'm lucky I get to vacuum.
Now that last part doesn't happen as much because my two dogs have determined that the vacuum is their arch enemy and when it is on they must protect me so they rip it out of my hands and drag it across the living room. Which in return startles Carson and makes him cry. Have you ever tried to calm down a screaming baby while yelling at the dogs and playing tug of war with an appliance? No? Try it some time, it's fun. Really!
Anyways....somewhere during this time Carson gets hungry so you take one of those nicely cleaned bottles and fill it up with food for the little one and feed him. Then of course, since I've gotten all of his laundry done, he must spit up on his onesie, the burp clothe, and for the hell of it, projectile vomit/spit up on the couch. Now he has to take meds for his liver which is bright orange, so as you've guessed by now, IT STAINS EVERYTHING.
So then starts the process of trying to destain the baby clothes and the couch, all while fighting the dogs not to eat the already disgusting spit up....yea it's just as gross as it sounds.
At this point, it's maybe around 8am, Carson's getting sleepy and cranky so I lay him down for a little nap. And when I say little, I mean it. It usually lasts for about 30 minutes, maybe 1 hour. I use this time to do the essentials, like maybe brush my teeth or hair, or down 3 cups of piping hot coffee so that I'll make it to the noon nap time.
The rest of the day is a blur, usually involving more bottles, more laundry, more fighting with the dogs, and more crying babies.
This is where the insanity comes in. I wake up and do this every day, expecting that the next morning I will have less to do or that maybe it will be easier. Guess what, nope! There is always something to do.
I don't know about you, but sometimes I just look at the laundry and contemplate throwing it all away so I don't have to wash it again in 2 days. Or just buying all paper plates and disposable utensils so I don't have to wash them the next morning. Is the job of a mom, or any parent, to do the same thing over and over almost every day for the rest of our lives?
I feel insane and I've only been doing this for 3 months! I don't know how women who have kids that are older still do it! So to all you mama's out there keeping their sanity and the house clean, I applaud you! But in my house, I take at least 1 day during the week and only do the essential house chores. The rest of the day is spent snuggling Carson or just watching tv. Do I feel bad about it, sometimes. But then I throw on some crap tv show and let my worries drift off!
Pull out the straight jacket and line up the meds because I'm about to wash the same dish from yesterday....
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