Let's face it, unless I congratulate myself or ask my 10 year old to, I wont get any at home. I have social media accounts so I can put, "I put my socks on." up and solicit accolades but I'd really like someone, especially my family to say to me on their own "Wow! I really see you have made a difference!" Since that's not going to happen and I would like actual sincerity it was a pleasant feeling to open my long neglected household notebook and feel pride, May Allah guide me ameen, in my work.
I had made the thing, when my oldest son was off to his dad's house for about a month in December. At first I spent my time sleeping in, watching TV, lazing about. Then I began to get busy. I got the house clean and amazingly it stayed pretty much clean. I tackled long over due projects like washing the curtains, dusting the laundry room. Well, I don't remember if I did the latter during that time but I found I was increasingly happy. I decided redoing my household notebook and making it very attractive me pursued my to use it more often. I bought a large photo album and crafting supplies.
I should tell you I am of the "good enough is good and done" camp and so it was unusual for me to be so meticulous in doing something.
I made minute details on things like a 2 inch cut out of an oven, a 1 inch cut out of grapes, and lettering using tiny silver beads to imitate bullets for the finances heading. My divider pages have texture and color schemes.
I was so refreshed that when my son came home, schooling was much better. I also got pregnant, I remember conceiving my 1 year old, with in a week of my son coming home.
And really, it is such a good thing because I got back to who I was, not just the wife and mom but the other part of myself.
Now, with a toddler and pregnant again I am very much absorbed in the demands of babyhood. I look forward to when I can start and finish a project in a day, focus uninterrupted for hours on a task and clean house and even if it doesn't stay that way, all I have to do is supervise to get it back to order.
I do enjoy the phase I am in, watching my abdomen grow, celebrating my toddlers accomplishments but I know that this is temporary. That one day there will be just me.
I had made the thing, when my oldest son was off to his dad's house for about a month in December. At first I spent my time sleeping in, watching TV, lazing about. Then I began to get busy. I got the house clean and amazingly it stayed pretty much clean. I tackled long over due projects like washing the curtains, dusting the laundry room. Well, I don't remember if I did the latter during that time but I found I was increasingly happy. I decided redoing my household notebook and making it very attractive me pursued my to use it more often. I bought a large photo album and crafting supplies.
I should tell you I am of the "good enough is good and done" camp and so it was unusual for me to be so meticulous in doing something.
I made minute details on things like a 2 inch cut out of an oven, a 1 inch cut out of grapes, and lettering using tiny silver beads to imitate bullets for the finances heading. My divider pages have texture and color schemes.
I was so refreshed that when my son came home, schooling was much better. I also got pregnant, I remember conceiving my 1 year old, with in a week of my son coming home.
And really, it is such a good thing because I got back to who I was, not just the wife and mom but the other part of myself.
Now, with a toddler and pregnant again I am very much absorbed in the demands of babyhood. I look forward to when I can start and finish a project in a day, focus uninterrupted for hours on a task and clean house and even if it doesn't stay that way, all I have to do is supervise to get it back to order.
I do enjoy the phase I am in, watching my abdomen grow, celebrating my toddlers accomplishments but I know that this is temporary. That one day there will be just me.
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