My favorite (frugal) organizing tip

I really love doing anything where I get to see a positive change. Whether it be wiping down a dusty surface, organizing a messy closet, or even just putting on makeup. Since becoming a stay at home mom, I have noticed that I have come to appreciate cleaning and organizing much more than I did before. It’s so nice to be able to take something from chaos to order. To complete a task. To clearly accomplish something. Those are the kinds of things that are hard to come by in the intangible world of 24/7 mothering.

As much as I love and appreciate when something is well organized, my house is far from perfectly organized, but in the last few months I’ve tackled a spot here and spot there in the house to create nice and intuitively organized areas. Continue reading

Why I have a lot of hard days

Pretty much every day, my efforts are spent on a finely tuned dance that all boils down to getting both kids napping at the same time. Lately this has been happening by Carolyn taking a cat nap in the morning around 9:00 or 9:30, usually ending with me waking her up by 10:00 or 10:30. Then both kids go down for naps again around 12:00 or 12:30. This usually leaves me with at least an hour and a half of child free time. I can’t quite decide if that child free time is what keeps me sane, or if that large dose of freedom in the middle of the day is so tantalizing that it keeps my sanity just out of arm’s reach.  Continue reading

Do you want the good news or the bad news?

I took Carolyn into the doctor today to see if she has an ear infection or if all of her misery is just because of those doggone molars coming in. The good news is, no ear infection. The bad news is also that there is no ear infection, which means that there is nothing to do but wait for the molars to finish coming in. All four of which are coming in at once mind you. I guess it’s nice to get it all done at once, again. Continue reading

Church with kids: Why am I even here?

Today was Stake Conference. If you don’t know what that is, it’s similar to a normal Sunday church meeting, but the part where you have to try and keep your kids quiet and well behaved is two hours instead of one. We were hoping to end up in that same big, comfortable room as last time, but it was not set up for broadcasting the speakers this time. We begrudgingly ended up in a different, larger, quieter side room. A quieter room may sound like a good quality, but in this case only means that people will be more likely to be disrupted by my noisy children.

So there I was in this room, with my cranky one year old, my two year old who was overdue for his nap, and my exhausted husband. Fifteen minutes in, poor Marty had fallen asleep in his chair, the kids had scattered the snacks I packed across the floor, and they were already starting to fight over the books and activities I had brought for them.

It was in that moment that I thought to myself, “Why am I even here? What is the point?”. Marty certainly wasn’t paying attention, I certainly wasn’t paying attention very well, and we were even inhibiting those around us from listening well.

Last night when I was doing my five minute accountability check in with my Heavenly Father, I determined that I needed to focus on staying more positive today. Sometimes in an attempt to commiserate with Marty on the day that he’s home with the kids all day like me, I find myself being more negative than I should. I started my day today with a mental note to be more positive.

My mind brought me back to that commitment right after my “what am I doing here” thought. It was at that point I noticed that even amidst wrestling with my two noisy wiggle worms, I was still being pricked with some little glimmers of the spirit as the sound of the speakers played in the background of my chaos. As much as it felt like a pointless effort to be there, I realized that I was indeed absorbing light by simply being in the room.

I may not have heard the majority of what the speakers were saying, but I heard at least one or two things that I believe I needed to be taught today. It makes me wonder how many more things I do that feel fruitless, are actually steadily trickling light and goodness into my life.

Maybe going to church today was worth it after all.