The Homemaking Reality

Little girls tend to have big dreams, and my big dreamsPrincess - Cinderella always involved meeting my very own Prince Charming, being a stay at home Cinderella mom, and staring blissfully off into the sunset from the turret outside our castle bedroom after tucking our three princesses in bed for the night.

My homemaking skills at the time of these daydreams were pretty limited to baking cookies and rearranging my room every weekend. I couldn’t wait to grow up, thinking that having my own place would be the ultimate test of my “talents” at interior decorating. *Smile*

I had so much fun that first “marriage-slash-homemaking” year: sewing curtains, wearing out cookbooks, keeping our home spotless and inviting, planning exotic dates…

Three children later, what happened?

The inside of my kitchen cupboards are a mess of chipped and peeling white paint, the only weed-eater our yard recognizes is small, white and furry (i.e. a goat). I have so many ideas to make our property beautiful, but instead of acting on many of them, I’m back to dreaming. If only we had the income and servants of Prince Charming’s household. Oh yeah, and a fairy godmother would be nice.

If only I had the time, energy and fervor I did as a newlywed 18 year old!

So what do I do when the “homemaking doldrums” visit my life? When I look around and see so many things needing me, and don’t know where to start?

  1. I enlist my “princesses” and we each draw “chores” from a bowl. Simple chores, such as: cleaning the bathroom sink, sweeping, mopping, dusting the living room, brushing the cinders from the fireplace…
  2. We turn on the music. (This is a must, it keeps the mice happy)
  3. We rearrange the living room, cleaning as we go.

And somewhere in the middle of deciding where the couch should go and Alan Jackson’s version of “I’ll Fly Away”, Ihaymemirror.jpg catch the vision again.

Just try to keep me out of the kitchen now! I light my Yankee housewarmer and scoot a chair next to the counter for 3 year old. Now, which issue of Taste of Home had that yummy spiced donut recipe, hmm…

And I’m off. Try it sometime. I truly love being at home, but sometimes it takes a special wave of the wand to slough off the feeling that midnight is fast approaching…

Here’s to happily ever after!