The house is a mess; dog hair, crumbs, toys, shoes — they all line the floor.
The washer and dryer are both full and have been for days — the clothes are wrinkled, wet, and starting to smell.
The counters are cluttered with snack food, papers, crafts, and unopened mail.
The computer is not charged, my phone battery is low, and none of the handheld chargers have been charged.
We are running low on paper towels, toilet paper, and bottled water.
If you were to walk into my home right now, you would be slightly grossed out, and a bit confused and possibly worried some. You may wonder to yourself “why is she living like this?”, or you may have the gall to ask me such in a not too subtle way, like “is everything alright?”.
I’ll spare you the uncomfortable feeling that pondering my home’s state of disarray (& my disheveled appearance) may cause you, and I’ll hopefully prevent you from putting your foot in your mouth and risking judgment from parents across the globe.
So, what is going on with me?
I’ve got 2 out of 3 kids who are sick with the flu and guess what, the hubby is too.
Day 1 wasn’t so bad until my daughter required a trip to urgent care which got her a one-way direct-admit ticket to the local pediatric hospital. Yep, she had developed pneumonia on top of her flu.
Day 2 wasn’t great, but it sure got worse when my youngest (not even 2-years-old) began having fevers and also tested positive for the flu.
Day 3 I felt grateful to have everyone back home and together — that was until Daddy felt he wasn’t getting enough attention and so he picked up Strain B, as well.
Today was Day 4, and I hesitate to assume that we are turning a corner, but here’s hoping.
What do I think Day 5 may bring?
Time to clean the house of dog hair, crumbs, toys, shoes — so they no longer line the floor.
Time to unload the washer and dryer, just so there is space to load in the upcoming week’s new batch.
Time to eat that snack food, declutter papers, throw away old craft creations and open the mail.
Time to remember to charge all devices.
Time to stock up on household necessities like paper towels, toilet paper, and bottled water.
But, guess what the day probably won’t bring? The time I actually believe I NEED for all of this crap.
Yes, crap; because that is all it is.
I won’t get that time and honestly, I don’t really need that time.
Nope. Thankfully, the man upstairs and my kids know what Mommy needs; what fulfills her to her deepest core — her children; time with them, touches from them, looks from them.
It’s quite clever how our children teach us.
Like, just when I think I need time for something else unimportant, my children remind me that all I truly need and want is them — today, tomorrow, and always — even next flu season.
There will be time for everything else, and if it just so happens that there isn’t, at least I will have spent my time well by using it to love on and care for those that simply need me.