Five moms failures do actually equal a win win

My girls are in their beds, dishes done, floors all swept and mopped, while I was doing this nightly ritual that I believe helps me sleep better at night (undiagnosed OCD) I was thinking about my failures as a mom. Now before you think this is going to be a downer....stay tuned.  Being a work at home mom is a hard job, I know it, some of my mom friends know it. I have no experience being a mom who works outside the home BUT I am not a basher, I know you have your struggles to. I have mom friends who do that also.  Any mom, any situation, has struggles and also precious moments. Moms rock no matter what paths they take in raising their children! I  am a strong believer in following your heart and your gut when raising, teaching, and helping little humans grow into adults that will someday run this world. 

Onto my epic fails I need to recognize. 

1. I am horrible with sippy cups. I never used bottles so I didn't get that training of washing, sanitizing and being responsible for keeping track of drinking vessels. When my girls got old enough to use sippy cups it was not very long before I stared to find science experiments in them. I think I created the perfect recipe for cottage cheese, which starts out like this, pour milk into sippy cup, close tightly, place under the seat of your car, wait two weeks...... I also think I had a pretty good recipe of jailhouse hooch. I would find them everywhere, under my couch, (which only gets moves about once every two weeks) in the back of the car, in the diaper bag. Needless to say most of the sippy cups made it through one use under my supervision. 

2. I usually let our children eat like heathens during the day. When Joe gets home and it is time to be civilized we will eat at the table, but pretty much all day it is a free for all. But usually my dining room table is usually covered with sewing projects, cutting utensils, the hot iron.... I just say nah I'm not moving all that, here let me get you the end table. 

3. I have a wretchedly dirty jeep. Right now as we speak the whole back seat floor of the jeep is filled with toys, backpacks (which reminds me I have to pack Tootie's lunch), clothes, hats, mittens, shoes. One time in particular I carried in 14 pairs of shoes from my car! 14! I only have two children! I also have two garbage bags of clothes to be donated, I am trying to be a reformed pack rat. The front seat is a little different, the back seat is thanks to my child hoarder Lennox Rose who needs to take a tote bag of her babies everywhere we go. The front seat though you will clearly see who's clutter that is, coffee cups, shopping lists, lip gloss. Yup that is all me. We are in deep. Thank goodness for tinted windows or people may think we are living out my jeep. 

4. During my nightly sweep of the floors, I am guilty of "accidentally" tossing toys. That lip gloss that has no cap, the happy meal toy from two weeks ago, that half sheet of old stickers....yup it is all going in the trash never to be seen again. I have never gotten caught by one of girls asking about a missing trinket. No harm no foul. 

5. When I am busy in my stitchery, and with being a mom and keeping my hubby happy and healthy the one thing that I let slip is folding clothes. I can take all of it up to our room, no one has to see it except Joe and me, I will get to it when I get to it,that is my philosophy.  The green light that lets me  know I should probably do that is when my husband can't find any socks at 5 in the morning. Then I usually get it done that day. Lazy bones. I also know that it has gone on way to long when I actually get a sore back from folding laundry. Maybe I like to feel like I conquered something, like running a 5K or hiking a mountain, I want to feel the burn. 

I guess just like any job one would have there will be strengthens and weaknesses. I guess I can deal with a messy car, couch, a mountain of laundry if I get to snuggle my babies, read them a book, enjoy seeing them all day and have time to make my husband meals he enjoys and also have time to carve out for ourselves. I guess 5 mom failures equal a win win! 

Sew long for now, I have to go pack a lunch, and fold laundry and I am ear deep in Christmas stockings..... ~ Jess