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Super Mom

Some days, I put in my time as a mother and end the day feeling like I sucked and accomplished nothing. Today was not one of those days. It may help that I am "nesting". Much to Matt's dismay, since there is only so much I can do, he gets to help me nest.

First of all, the bunk bed is up and the big girls are offically sharing a room. So far so good. We having been working on the organization of 2 children's worth of stuff in one small space. Lots of progress was made and a little more needs to be done.

Second, the crib is up and baby #3's room is starting to come together. I need to pull out newborn clothes and diapers still, but at least we finally got started.

Third, I am a cooking fiend. I made 2 loaves of banana bread and a batch of pumpkin fudge. I had left over evaporated milk and pumpkin from the fudge, which is a pet peeve of mine. What the heck am I supposed to do with half a can of each?! I also had meal left overs that included butternut squash and brown/wild rice. Tonights dinner solved it all: chicken and rice soup and pumpkin/squash pie cooked in my crocker pot while we were at church and ready to eat when we came home. Might I add that I love my 2 sided crock pot.

I have also folded and put away more loads of laundry than I care to admit. And might I also add that Matt was sick all day today and in bed most of it.

To those of you who live a very different life than I, this may not really seem that impressive or blog worthy. I have become a simple person, easily excited by productivity, because it so very rarely happens. So as I sit here eating my warm pie with cream, I choose to ignore the fact my sink is full of dishes and my floor needs to be moped and instead focus on what a productive weekend I had.

Comments

Valerie Ruth said…
I REALLY GET this post. Simple productivity is where it's at, baby!! I totally relate!
NLWilliams said…
I am utterly impressed and dub you, "super mom of the ages!" Good work...forget the floor...you can only do so much and for pete's sake that's what little kids with wet rags are for, right? You have a baby forming inside of you right now...you can't be expected to crouch, kneel, and crawl around!!! They are the perfect size to get those hard-to-reach areas! Use them while you can. :)
Jennifer McHam said…
You go girl! I am UBER impressed!
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No! It's SUPER GRETCH! Woo hoo! :)
Kari said…
I love your honesty...sounds like a good blog post to me. You have a beautiful family, a loving husband, a house for comfort, warm food for eating...rockin' stuff to me dear friend!!

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