Little Girls, Little Girls

hannigan11I am not sure what went wrong, but I have a feeling it started with toast. Yesterday was not a good day. On Thursdays, we have to get up and at ’em bright and early in order to make it to my daughter’s dance class. I was too busy barking orders and preparing a good breakfast for my girls to make myself anything more than a pitiful slice of toast. I had to take my coffee with me in a thermos to run a million errands while my daughter danced, I found out we need to spend more money on new tights and buy tickets for her first ballet recital in addition to the money we’re already paying for her class and her recital costume. Plus pictures are extra, of course. Ugh.

By the end of an exceptionally long day alone with the kids, I felt like Miss Hannigan from the musical, “Annie”. I was even singing her song “Little Girls” in my head…

“Little girls,
Little girls.
Night and day
I eat, sleep, and breathe them.”

After hubby came home from work, I went upstairs to change the bedsheets (okay, honestly, I went to our room just to be alone) and all I saw was an overwhelming mess that screamed “mother of little girls”. Whether it was the laundry piled high (both clean and dirty), the random toys that made it into our room, or the forgotten books strewn here and there, or the millions of plastic ball pit balls, I just couldn’t take it anymore! As I cleaned, I thought,

“I’d have cracked
Years ago
If it weren’t for my
Sense of humor”

But oddly enough, I wasn’t finding anything humorous about this messy situation. So maybe I’d already cracked.


My family eventually found me upstairs and hubby helped me clean some things up. I put away the laundry and I returned all the girls’ toys to their rooms (Except those darn, ubiquitous ball pit balls. Those are going straight to the yard sale pile.). I love my kids, but I don’t want their mess to follow me to every room of the house. Something has to be off limits, right?

Sometimes, I miss myself, who I used to be before I had kids. I don’t have time to think, I can’t formulate a coherent thought most of the time because there’s endless chatter/responsibilities/background noise from cartoons, something, All. The. Time. I need peace and quiet periodically, even if it’s just a few minutes in a room with no toys and no laundry to fret over. I’ve given my kids everything I have (I even share my chocolate now!), but they can’t have my room.

Do you have a clean, quiet place to decompress?

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  1. We keep the doors to our office and room locked. It’s a no kid zone unless we are in the room with them. They trash the rest of the house, we have to have some space for sanity lol. I love the Annie reference, too funny! I keep telling myself someday I’m going to miss this, and I’m sure I will when they are sulky teenagers that want nothing to do with me and I’ve forgotten how hard it was with toddlers underfoot. 🙂

    1. I will never miss crying children clawing at my legs as I try to prepare dinner. But I will miss sweet, snuggly babies! People with grown children sometimes have selective memory…they unintentionally make us feel like horrible failures when we don’t relish the temper tantrums or think our picky children who won’t eat the dinner we lovingly prepared are just so endearing. There will always be something sucky in life…when one sucky thing goes away, another will follow. Somehow that thought is comforting to me…haha!

  2. I feel you! I feel like my kids mess up every room. I try not to let it bother me but it does. I either spend the day telling them to pick up or day dreaming about a clean home. Most days I give up and let the mess take over, then I’m pissed the next day bc of the mess.

    1. Aw, that’s funny but it’s sad too. I get it, and I finally decided the only recourse was to rid my house of toys. Not completely, of course, but we do more rotating now and don’t keep it all in our living room all the time.

  3. I feel this way most days as well. I don’t have a place to decompress. But I need one for sure 🙂 Thanks for linking up at Family Joy Blog Link Up Party. I hope you join us next week.

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