If I have to wash one more dish, do one more load of laundry, pick up one more pair of dirty underwear…I’m going to lose my mind.
If I have to wipe one more puddle of spilt juice off of the kitchen floor or wipe one more counter or change one more diaper, I am pretty sure I am going to go crazy.Have you ever had one of those days? Since returning home from Alabama with a son who now knows how to walk, throw food, squeal and throw temper-tantrums [oh yes, and with real tears for that matter…] I have had several of those days. Being a stay-at-home mom and full-time Housewife is a very repetitive full time job. I mean, very repetitive. As I’ve said in previous posts, my schedule looks somewhat the same every. single. day. I find myself becoming frustrated and ill with the job at hand and not doing everything that I know that I need to do. In this, I know that I am not alone. I read a lot of different blogs and have found that this is a very common feeling amongst the mom/wife blogger population. Even so, common feelings or not, God has really started to convict me about the attitude I take about my role in life right now.