SAHM | And 2 Makes Crazy

Living with multiple little people, you enter a zone called the “half” zone.

Currently I walk around in a state of stupor, shaking my head and mumbling under my breath.

Room to different room I walk and I see the same thing!

Half.

Half painted dining room chairs.

Clean laundry half folded.

A half-clean kitchen.

Half eaten cereal.

A half dressed child.

Half sleep.

Half.

It is literally driving me insane. But this morning after I sent my 8-year-old daughter off to school I had a real epiphany moment. I am the one that needs to readjust my attitude and celebrate the half full. Not the half empty.

I have 3 littles that run around my home like a whirlwind. My home will look like a tornado for quite some time. And while I walk through the tornado, I need to remember to see the furniture that is still standing.

Even if the other half is knocked over. On the floor. Next to the remainder of the half-eaten cereal. Which my pint-sized littles, that are currently half the size of a grown human, put there.

Half full, my friends. Half full.

What about you? What are you thankful for—even if it’s currently in a state of half?

Of course I have a job. It’s called Facebook. And Blogger.

I mean, daily I empower thousands of people with my written word. I am, after all, a renowned journalist, no?

Okay. So what I really meant was that near-daily I impact hundreds with words that I thoughtfully type on my computer. After all, I am a brilliant philosopher and professional mother, right?

No.

So, what I meant to say is that every once in a while I randomly pick letters on a keyboard that make words that make sometimes coherent sentences that run together to put simple thoughts onto a blog that impacts 10s of people, eh?

Right on, Brookie baby! Right on.

See. I told you I have a job.

What’s that?

Who are these people?