I write this sitting on the (ripped and ancient) sofa, gazing out at a sea of duplo, toy cars, musical instruments, clothes horses festooned with washing, etc. The house is a bloody mess. And pretty much always is.
DH and certainly the eldest of the three DSs is a bit of a hoarder. I think in an ideal world I would full-on Marie Kondo the shit out of this house, and that would make all the difference.
Three kids are 8,5 and 1. I work p/t but only a few hours a week (tutoring/proof-reading). No cleaner, no dishwasher, no tumble-dryer but we do have a spare room and a garden. I often despair of the house so after school run, take the baby to a playgroup/park/library with other mum friends, and don't see the house again until nearly 5pm. When it is still full of crap. I love playing with the kids so would rather do that than tidy/clean, but there is a tipping point for me, and when it all gets toooo messy, I don't even want to play, I just want to drink tea and read books with my back to the mess.
In my imaginary ideal world, I would:
- Deploy the KonMarie - clothes, toys, books, mugs, dvds - the whole lot.
- Have a baby who stayed in his cot all night so I could get up at 6am and do a bit of happily lonely housework with a cup of tea from 6-7am.
- Not give in when it gets messy!
- Get a fecking dishwasher. It would change my life, I know it would.
- Clean to loud music, wearing leg warmers, pretending I'm in a film. Yep.
Love the ideas above - the organised mum, fly lady, helping a friend to do jobs then her returning the favour.
I love being a SAHM, adore my boys to bits, I just want to throw out half the crap in my house, then get on with the fun stuff.