Confessions...

As much as I hate to admit it my standards have changed since Noah joined us. Here are my confessions:

• Then: entire house cleaned regularly once a week. Now: happy as long as the kitchen floor isn't sticky.
• Then: ALL laundry completed/put away each Monday. Now: a load is thrown in when Ethan comments he has no clean underwear.
• Then: menu planned weekly and home cooked meals several times a week. Now: grilled cheese, hot dogs, frozen pizza, and chicken nuggets are now regulars on our menu.
• Then: bath time occurred every two days religiously. Now: as long as they both get a bath before Sunday I'm happy. 
• Then: dressed, make-up on, hair done each and every morning. Now: dressed, make-up on and hair done only when leaving the house.
• Then: bedding changed once every couple weeks. Now: bedding is only changed when someone spits up or wets the bed.

Even though the perfectionist in me is cringing at this, I know this is just a season of life and enjoying my children is much more important than being perfect. Maybe I will get more efficient as they grow and I adjust. For now this poem is a reminder of what really matters:

"Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow for babies grow up we've learned to our sorrow. So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep; I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep."