Letting the Mess Happen

I’ve wanted to join in Lanaya’s Letting Go series for since it started. But I was completely overwhelmed by well, not letting go of all the stuff I needed to do.

This week, I’ll start with Letting Go of Things Being Done My Way.

I didn’t have much growing up. Thankfully, I had full control of things that were “mine” in my house in my room. For the most part, my room was always clean and minimalistic. I don’t like a lot of stuff and knick-knacks. Don’t get me wrong, I think they’re beautiful, they are just extra things I need to clean and I HATE cleaning.

Not only do I hate cleaning, having kids doubles and triples all the work. I swear you can clean the house from top to bottom, then you leave the room to clean another room, and come back to what looks like a tornado hit it.

I mean.. how does the banister get dirty after it gets cleaned off? I really don’t get it. I can’t even explain it… but I clean it off, and somehow very quickly, it looks like this:

Banister

Quite frankly, I’m too lazy to clean it up a second time. Especially since I didn’t make the mess and I just cleaned it.o, I

But I need to get into letting go of getting angry when it’s time to clean up. My son, who’s 9, is in a rebellious stage of not wanting to do any cleaning, no matter how much of the mess is his. So, this week, I’m going to let go of getting frustrated for not jumping on the cleaning wagon especially during summer break.

What are you letting go of in your parenting?

Letting Go

6 thoughts on “Letting the Mess Happen”

  1. Could have used this on Friday, when my girls decided to make a huge mess with Playdough. They ripped it into little pieces and it was all over our house. I ended vacuuming up with no air conditioning in 100 degree heat wave. To say I was ticked off would be an understatement. The best part was while I was vacuuming the girls fell asleep (because I told them to hang out in their beds while I did this). So I at the very least got to take a cold shower while they slept. Yup need to let go here a bit too on this one for sure!!

    1. Oh, playdough is NOT allowed in my house. Some parents think that's mean… I think it keeps my sanity. I already have major issues with the drops of liquid that grab dirt, and the constant vacuuming that seems to take place with a family. I don't recall needing to vacuum nearly as much living alone and I hate vacuuming (or any floor work for that matter)!

  2. Mine are no longer young, but this Saturday I told them they would do their chores but at their leisure because I too was too tired!

  3. That is always the case … I cleaned the holy crap out of my house Saturday and it seemed like every time I had a room spotless, the tornado walked in and threw crap everywhere! It was insane. But I channeled my calm and let it be. I was pretty proud. Proud of you too mama!!

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