Maternity Leave

I've been on maternity leave for a few months. I go back to work in a few short weeks. I'm looking forward to going back to work. I'm almost done being at home every day. I will miss my sweet little bundle like nobody's business, but think that getting back to work, having a regular paycheck and using my mind for things other than remembering the last time the baby ate or was changed is a welcome thought.

Before the baby was born I had visions what I would do with my time; fixing up the house, cleaning under things that haven't been lifted since we moved in almost 15 years ago, cleaning out that one cabinet that I've been meaning to clean out for the longest time, getting rid of the tons of clothes I don't wear anymore, cleaning out the garage.

Boy were those big dreams. The only thing that I've really done is the getting rid of clothes. The house is a mess. I can't keep up with the dishes. Laundry has been mocking me as it piles up and up and up and up.

It's hard to do all this stuff when every hour I have to stop what I'm doing to change a diaper, fill a belly, soothe some fussiness, and for the older kids, help with homework, fill out applications for Kindergarten and High School, make dinner, give baths, etc. I don't know how moms who have museum-clean houses do it. They must never ever sit down. They must never ever take time for themselves. They must never ever shower, never eat a hot meal, even if they cooked it themselves.They must never ever get to spend any time with their spouses.

I can't complain a whole lot though. Look at the mugs I get to take care of. I certainly do make cute babies.

Really, if you have any tips on how to get stuff done without losing my sanity, please pass them along to me.