Do you ever lament the days you completed a task from beginning to end without stopping? I try to fit cleaning the house into Olivia’s naptimes, but now that she’s only taking one nap per day, that can be hard. A schedule helps me:
But like I said, now that Olivia’s only napping for about 1 1/2 hours a day, I often have to complete tasks with her balanced on my hip, or occupied with something else, like taking everything out of the bottom drawer of my dresser. (It’s a trade-off. I can finish cleaning the toilet with two hands, but I’ll have to re-fold all of my sweatshirts.)
Today, I vaccummed the stairs while she climbed up them on her hands and knees and slid back down them on her butt. I suppose I could just deal with a dirty house until Eric (my husband) came home from work, but I still need to feel a sense of accomplishment at the end of the day. When Olivia was an infant, days would pass during which I got nothing done. (She only slept while being held in those early days.) I’d bemoan this fact to Eric, and he’d say (God love him), “Did you keep our daughter happy all day? Yes? Then you got something done.” Ok, yeah, I suppose he was right, but it was still hard for me to operate without the ever-present to-do list I used to rely on at my old job. I loved crossing things off that list, and missed the satisfaction that used to give me.
As Olivia got older, though, I was able to find time to clean the house and even figured out ways to devote time to cooking, baking, and making stuff. It’s certainly not always uninterrupted time, and many things that would normally take a couple of hours have to be stretched to a couple of days, but it’s worth it. These pursuits help me express myself, feel creative, and feel a sense of achievment at the end of the day, and that’s very important to me.