This is pretty much my disclaimer whenever anyone wants to come over. "Sure you can, but my house is a mess"falls out of my mouth effortlessly at this point. It's to let them know that 1) I haven't been able to catch up to the 3 other human beings that destroy my house without help to clean it up and that 2) i'm telling you so you know this isn't a state of living I like.

Try as I may, I can't keep up. I have a toddler who is a tornado, an infant who requires my attention 98.3% of the time, and a husband who is usually more amped to come home and relax than hit the ground running and do a load of dishes or laundry.

If I am lucky I get an hour when Landon goes down for his nap to knock out whatever I can, which is usually futile and becomes undone within an hour of my husband being home.

My job as a stay at home mom is to raise well rounded and emotionally secure children, the housework comes second. I am a mom, not a maid. Since two adults live here, two adults can help maintain the living space. It does not fall solely on me. I will clean up what I can, when I can. Luckily, I have a husband who realizes our kids come first and that he is equally as responsible for keeping our house clean, despite his general lack of interest in doing it. But it's better than nothing.

As I sit here now writing this in my pajamas, with a cup of coffee in hand, and a dire need for a shower, all I can think about is how badly the kitchen needs cleaning. But I'm saving it for later, and for now, I'm gonna enjoy hanging out with my kids.

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Yesterday was my birthday. At 24 years old I am just as far from 18 as I am to 30. What makes that absolutely crazy is I feel like 18 wasn't all that long ago. 

In light of adulthood, for my birthday we went and signed loan documents for... THE HOUSE WE ARE BUYING. I'm not quite sure how this adult thing works, but I think that's a good step! 

I got to put on a nice dress and makeup and go venture into the world of other adults yesterday. 

Husband got me flowers and took me out for dinner, which was nice. 

In the next few weeks we'll be doing inspections, and hopefully closing on our house. (I'd post pictures of it but I don't want random people on the Internet to know where I live). It'll be so bizarre to have a place of our own. To be able to decorate and remodel as much as we want - and can afford. It'll be OUR home. Not someone else's that they are just permitting us to live in. 

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