Neglected

This blog is neglected...but it's just one thing on a long list of things that I'm currently neglecting. I neglect myself. Without meaning to, I neglect my poor hubby. I feel like I hit the ground running in the morning and I don't stop until the boys are in bed. At that point, I am so tired that doing anything except watching mindless tv doesn't appeal to me. I am putting all my energy into 2 little boys, laundry, keeping some sort of cleanliness to the house, cleaning up mess after mess that these 2 make and making a (sometimes) edible dinner. I know we're in the "hard" phase with the ages of our boys and I also know that it will only continue to get easier, but I look around my house and see all the things that need to be done and just wish I had time to get it all done. I don't have time to do anything extra, I'm getting by on just the basics right now. I feel like I've really accomplished something in a day if the boys are dressed, fed 3 meals, a couple loads of laundry are done, and I managed to sneak in a workout and shower. The last 2 are actually icing on the cake, not really the norm. My dear husband does all he can to help me out but he has a job to do as well and he's gone all day for his job. I am trying very hard to enjoy Kale's babyhood like I did Dane's but I just find myself so busy that I'm not taking the time to enjoy all that I should be. I know I am preaching to the choir and that all mothers feel the same way. All that said, I am looking very forward to Cameron's annual company trip coming up very soon. I hate leaving my boys, but I am excited about spending some quality time with my husband and making up for some of my neglectfulness. I am learning how to just leave things be and enjoy the time I have with my boys and husband. It's very hard for me not to have the exceptionally clean house with everything in it's place, with all the laundry folded and put away but day by day, I am learning to let it go. It's a juggling act everyday! It's been an awesome learning experience for me and I continue to learn each day how to manage all this. I guess what I'm saying is when you visit, please don't judge me if there are 2 baskets of clean, folded laundry sitting on the kitchen counter or if my measuring cups are mixed in with the toys on the floor, or if Dane is running around in just a shirt and underwear (because that is the chosen outfit since potty training began), or if the sink has dirty dishes in it...or...or...or. I can say with 100% honesty that all is clean when we go to bed, but the 2 little tornadoes that live here wreak havoc by 9am and my job right now is just try to keep up.

This is in no way meant as a complaint. I am so thankful for all that we have been blessed with, especially our precious boys. I will gladly take the fingerprints on my windows, the crumbs on my floors, my kitchen towels and oven mits thrown all over the kitchen, the stuffed animals tossed down the stairs, the lack of "me" time because my prayers were answered when I got these 2 little gifts that create the messes.