Barely

Does anyone else have moments when they feel like they are barely getting by? And I mean it terms of the day to day stuff. I know this is all part of having a busy little baby at home, but geez most days I feel like I am just getting by. There is never enough time in the day. I look around here and this place needs a deep scrubbing, the closets are overflowing with stuff that needs to be organized, and our live Christmas tree is still up! I know I can't let myself get overwhelmed. I constantly try and remind myself to "Chill out...you have a baby to take care...she comes first...cleaning and everything else...you included...last." I guess I just want to be supermom. I want the house to be spotless. The closets perfectly organized. A clean happy baby. And me looking like a million bucks! Ha. Just one of those is a reality...the clean happy baby :) The most important task. I just look at myself in the mirror and I look like hell. I am so tired all the time, my wardrobe in a disgrace, and my hair...well it's falling out (at a rapid pace) and my roots need to be done (like two months ago)! Not to mention, lots of weight to lose..

Samantha's closet needs an overhaul again. Every few months, I'll go through and clean it out...take out the clothes that don't fit and reorganize things. I've been wanting to do this again for about a month now but when I get just a little free time I want to use it to nap since sleep seems more like a priority. Her closet right now is about 85% jam packed with clothes that don't fit her anymore. And by jam packed I mean you know when there is so much hanging there that you can't even tell what's in there and there are like loose hangers poking out everywhere! Total pet peeve of mine too! ha. Every morning when I go to get her dressed, it's like I forgot that none of it fits her, but there's so much stuff that it's deceiving to the eyes!

And the kitchen. Oh, the kitchen. The pots and pans cabinet...well let's just say that every time you open the door all the contents come spilling out in a loud crash. Always a pleasure. The pantry is a nightmare. I finally managed to make the top shelf all of Samantha's foods. But the rest of shelves looks like a bear was rummaging through it.

Our dining room table, looks like an office and a pharmacy threw up on it.

The bathroom. Don't get me started on the rash I have on my forearm from leaning on the tub giving Sam a bath. Yes, I know, completely gross and unacceptable. Sam gets bathed in a baby tub inside the big tub..but still. I mean it's not like you can see the grossness, but there must be some kind of funk going on in that bathroom if I get a rash just from leaning on the side of the tub. I warned you people...barely....getting by...

And our laundry pile is almost as tall as me. Which is gross. But mind you I am like 4'11. But still gross. And that's our stuff...Sam has her own basket...

Sighhhh.

Like I said, I know I need to chill the hell out. I am a new mom. Even with help from the hubby, I still feel like things are a mess. Someday things will be running a little smoother. Maybe? :)

I have set small goals for myself in terms of accomplishing things. Yet, even those seem hard to meet. I'm sure some people think you are home with her all day, why is it so hard to get some of these things done? Well, it is hard. She doesn't really nap well. So it's not like I can say "Oh, during Sam's two hour nap today, I can organize the closet."

As I was sitting on the floor the other day and playing with Sam, I was thinking of all the things I needed to get done around here. But then I reminded myself that I was doing the most important "job" of all. Sitting with my baby daughter. Playing with her and watching her learn new things. There was no where else I needed to be. Everything else can wait.

And I know this. That years from now it won't matter whether the pantry was organized, that won't be my memory. My memory will be how much Sam loved it when I sang the ABC's and how she has this cute little dance move to go along with it. More like a butt/body jiggle. But it's adorable :)

Sometimes I wish I had a cook and a housekeeper. Don't we all.

I know it's important for me to take care of myself too. One of my new year's "resolutions" was take care of my health. Follow through with doctor's appointments and get more exercise. I might ask for a treadmill for my birthday. I also made a resolution to put more pictures up of family and friends. I have so many pictures I want to display! It just seems to become a major project, printing the pics, getting the frames..etc. But I have to get on all of this!

 I know there must be many of you out there feeling like you are barely making it, too. So if you are one of them...let me know...so I really don't feel alone! Ha.