There are dishes in the sink. (I'm pretty sure ALL the dishes are in the sink)
I have to go to the grocery store. I hate the grocery store
Loads of laundry to do.
Clothes to fold.
Floors to be mopped.
Toilets to be scrubbed.
And yes...my Christmas tree is still up.
I'm overwhelmed. There are women who have five kids and still find the time/energy/desire to get everything done. Sometimes I question my ability to be a housewife. I put things off and then all of a sudden I have this massive list of things that need to be done. And here I sit, blogging away, holding my sleeping babe, instead of working on those chores.
A few things I am sure of...
I am capable of giving this little boy all the love in the world.
I am capable of loving his daddy with all my heart.
I can teach him about Jesus, and sunbeams...
And being respectful and kind to everyone.
I can sing to him, and rock him, and make him laugh...
...even if my house is a mess.