Wednesday, September 26, 2012

If I don't Do It, It Doesn't Get Done!



When I had my first child and found out he was a boy, I was only momentarily disappointed.  I've told him about this before and he thinks it's funny.  My son and I have a fantastic relationship for which I am very grateful! He is a wonderful son and I love him more than I thought possible to love anyone. 

As a matter of fact I love all of my children! Each individually as they are all very different from each other and need to be loved individually... The same, but different. 

And I love them all more than life itself.  I would do anything for them....and I do!  Just this morning I drove my daughter to school because she missed the bus.  And I didn't even get upset with her.  Which is amazing, because I was 30 minutes late for work.  Happily I work for some pretty terrific people who are as much about family as I am.
Anyway, my reason behind that moment of distress when I had my son is only because I thought it would be best to have a girl first because they are so helpful.  Girls are nurturing, clean, helpful, loving, patient, understanding...hahaha!!!  Boy was I crazy to think that!  As it turns out that my 4 girls following my son are much harder than he ever was.  Who knew?? 

My son is now 20, almost 21, and out on his own.  My daughters are 16, 14, 11, and 8.  They are wonderful and independent girls.  I'm amazed at their talents and how much they are growing up each day.  They all have minds of their own and several know what they want to be when they grow up.  We love going to the movies together, cuddling on the couch, eating popped corn, and so many things the same.  Yet, they are all so different from each other.  I kept trying to have another boy, but 5 children was enough.

My husband has 2 sons and 1 daughter.  It's nice when they are here every other weekend.  I miss having my son in the house.  He was an equalizer for all of the hormones.  I love all 8 children!  It's the best when they are all home.  They were all here over the 4th of July.  It was a riot! 

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I have always been a little weird about cleaning, so I mistakenly figured my daughters would be like me.  When my mother asked me to clean the kitchen, I did the dishes that were IN the sink AND the ones that were spread all over the house, washed the counters and cabinets, washed the table, swept the floor, and put the dry dishes away.  I even baked cookies and then...get this... I cleaned up after I was done!  I know...what a concept!

My mom and dad both worked and they refereed, or kept score, for every sport there was.  They were gone a lot.  I have 2 big brothers, 2 little brothers, and 3 sisters.  I am the oldes girl.  My brothers and sisters will tell you that I was a very mean big sister.  About an hour before my parents were expected home I would go on a rampage and get the house cleaned up.  I hated the thought of my parents coming home to a messy house. 

I was also usually expected to do the laundry (and keep the house clean.)  I sorted the clothes, stacked them in the baskets while waiting for the next load to wash, folded the clothes, threw away the lint and dryer sheets, and put the clothes away.  I was the oldest girl.  It was expected that I help out.  My two older brothers...well, they were boys so a lot of the house chores fell to my shoulders.  My mom never had to worry that I would take care of things while she was gone.
So, naturally, since I work and my husband is out of state, my girls are often left to their own devices.  I love my girls!  Don't forget that.  They are good girls.  But they are not like me when it comes to cleaning.  They walk over trash on the floor, only do the dishes half way, don't put the milk away, leave their towels on the floor and "girl stuff" all over the bathroom, and generally are almost the opposite of what I thought having girls would be like.

They also fight like girls.  They yell and scream at each other.  They rip each other's papers and throw things at each other.  They say mean and hurtful things to each other.... 

And they also love each other and make up plays and dances together.  They hug on each other and help each other with their hair.  They hold hands when we are walking through the store.  They like to bake, and watch baking shows together. 

Yesterday I came home and several of them were glued to the computer watching a YouTube video on how to make Boston Cream Pie from scratch.  "Let's go get some heavy cream, and chocolate, so we can make ganache mom!  Look at that guy on YouTube, he isn't famous and he can do it.  If HE can so can WE!  It's sooo easy!"  I love it when they all work together and help each other....just wish it would happen more often, that's all.  A mother can dream can't she?

Having girls is very different than having boys.  Having all girls in the house (including our dog, frog, and fish) makes it really hard about 1 week a month.  Today is the peak of that week and so I feel like I'm going a little crazy. 

Before you get the wrong idea about my girls... There are more days than not that I come home and the house is clean.  They do their chores most of the time, fight less and less, and they are trying.  They take care of each other and support each other.  Today is just one of those days.  Tomorrow will be better!

It doesn't help that I haven't seen my husband in almost a month.  He will be home Friday though!!  I'll have him all the way until Sunday!  Soooo excited!

Now, after working all day, making dinner, cleaning up dinner, and getting everyone in bed.... I have to work on my business.  I'll be up for a while.  It's the more quiet now than it has been all day!

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