There is so much I want to do and so much to be done. There is a philosophy of “how to be perfect” and a religion of “let it go.” The judgemental wars commence, if your home is clean then you must not have played with your children and if you don’t pack a Pinterest lunch then you must not care about their little body’s health.
LETTING IT GO TURNS INTO ONE MORE THING THAT I HAVE TO GET DONE!
Do I make the bed or have breakfast with the fam? Do we go for a lazy walk around the pond or cut a fruit salad? Will the ironing stack disappear or will the new puzzle be opened? Is it more important to linger at bedtime and cuddle with my daughter or just sit on the couch and be with my husband that has been at work all day? Will the floor get mopped or Shepherding a Child’s Heart be reread?
And I believe the answer is this: YES. Hmmm, rephrased: Do it all, every bit of it. Clarified: Don’t do any of it. Meaning: none of it is important. Spelled out: this is what life is all about.
OK. OK. funny, funny. How do we know what to do and what not to do?
Yes! Spending time with our children playing SORRY or Legos is crucially important but so is having dishes clean for dinner and clothes to put on in the morning.
There are lots of little practical tips: Do it together. Invent cleaning games. Take double the time washing sudsy dishes with your two year old playing in the soap and “helping.” Be together. Do together. Include them in the things you have to do vs the games they want to play. Then they are learning and will soon be able to take over some of the chores.
And there are the facts of life: Work hard! Life is not easy!
But still, HOW, WHY, and WHEN?
And here is what I myself am still trying to learn and apply, the real answer is: LOVE. Make a perfect cookie cutter shaped sandwich and homemade cookies for a school lunch if it is showing love, scrub the floor and wash and iron the clothes to welcome your husband into a restful home, turn off the TV and play Monopoly, learn together, do together, DO WHAT IS BEST FOR YOUR FAMILY AND WHEN YOU GET JUDGEMENTAL EYES FROM THAT FREAKIN PHARISEE, LET IT ALL GO!