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Susan,

What a wonderful post. You made me laugh all along the way, though I doubt that was your purpose.

I grew up in a messy house. Not dirty, but messy. There were three of us kids as well. We were spread across 10 years, so our debris was interesting: preschool toys, tween clothes and high school schoolwork. We had pets, so dog or cat fur came along with the territory. We were all bookworms, so newspapers and books were scattered throughout the house. There was usually music playing (even when the television was on). The doorbell could send everything into a tizzy. At dinnertime, first the table had to be cleared off, which was often the hardest part of the prep.

But we grew up with all the most important things: play, love, laughter. We knew we were unconditionally loved. In fact, we were pretty sure that we fascinated our parents, LOL. We felt like we were the center of the universe. Our home never looked like Better Homes & Gardens, but we were happy.

When the kids are grown, the house will be clean again. Don't rush it. You ARE doing your job right now, the one that is important and fleeting. I love the way you describe playing with your children; and I truly doubt that the floor or the toilet will ever thank you for being such a good mom.

November 6, 2009 - 8:47am

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