I am not domestic. Not by ANY stretch of the imagination would I consider myself anywhere near any variation of the word domestic.
I don’t really like to cook.. I SUCK at baking (ie: my brownies could usually chip a tooth), I loathe cleaning.. gardening makes my skin crawl..
If I were married back in the 50’s, i’d be considered a waste of a woman and end up a lonely old spinster with 57 cats and a complex.
Guess you could call Thomas lucky in that regardless of how much I dislike all of those things, I still do them because I know it’s necessary. Do I do them with a smile on my face? Oh hell no, but shit gets done.
Since we moved into this house, I have been on a crazy domestic frenzy. Everything has to be clean, the dishes have to be done, we have to cook at least 5 nights a week (more to save money then out of want). I realized a few weeks ago that i’ve been preggo since before I moved into this house.. so perhaps the wacky Stepford-ish change i’ve been going through is some early intense form of nesting.
Not ONCE did I nest with Holden. Once I got put on “bed rest” (that I didn’t really follow but used as an excuse), everything went by the wayside. Holden’s room wasn’t even done until probably a few weeks before I squeezed him out of me. There were still balls of cat hair rolling down the hallways like tumbleweeds in the desert (gross, I know). I just don’t think I could find any motivation to get off my fat pregnant ass and do it.
I know i’ve said a million times how different this pregnancy is, and I think every day it just gets proven to me more and more.
Here I am tonight,after HOURS or cleaning today (and making Thomas clean), baking brownies.. for the second time in a week. The madness needs to end! Not only for my sanity’s sake (and possible my back), but my body’s. All these brownies.. all this baking and cooking.. I fear my next OB appointment, that step onto the scale.. i’ll be covering my eyes and praying for a miracle.
What's that smell? A lot of pants on fire. pic.twitter.com/bVK0FnJgeB
I'm officially done parenting. Here's how I did it: holdinholden.com/2018/01/im-o…
I’m Officially Finished Parenting. Here’s how I did it goo.gl/fb/TBJQPJ
Some people meal prep to be healthy throughout the week. Some people meal prep because they want to be lazy for the rest of the week. I meal prep to prove to my kids that humans CAN eat the same thing day after day without dying.
It's no secret that I hate the cold months- but I'm all about finding the silver lining. Here's a couple ways it ain't ALL bad. holdinholden.com/2014/02/5-12…
I have so many wonderful memories from my years as a parent, but my new favorite is my son gagging while cleaning up his own crusty pee from around the base of his toilet.
Mom life pic.twitter.com/7CaEaYM6XE
STOP Only Reading the First Lines of Blogs goo.gl/fb/w2t38z