My Perfectly Imperfect, Chaotic Thing I Call ‘Life’

I’m jolted awake after a very sleepless night. I hear the sweet angelic voice of my oldest son telling me, “Mommy, get up. I want to watch Disney Jr. and the sun is up, so that means it is time for breakfast!”

My youngest son is climbing over my chest, squishing everything in his way while simultaneously pulling out my already thinning hair. I grab his little calf just in time so he doesn’t fall over the edge of the bed. It’s only 6:42 am and I have already stopped one disaster — Just call me ‘Super Mom’. That’s funny because I am anything but a superhero.

How is it possible that these two little people are already up and going 100 miles an hour? I swear, Harper just had me up at 3 am, surely he as is tired as I am, right? Nope!

A day in the life for this Stay at Home Mama, usually consist of early morning wake up calls after late nights, breakfast demands that are quickly followed by snack demands. Getting the boys dressed for the day while starting a load of laundry. And let’s face it, it will probably get washed again because I will forget about it in the washer and when it finally does make it to the dryer it will stay there an extra day because, 1) Folding is for people who have time, and 2) Harper’s mission in life is to eat and destroy.

The day in the life of this mom is truly chaotic -- messes, no sleep, squeals, and no time to do laundry; but for her it's perfect.

Diaper bag is packed with all the essentials and my breakfast, if I am lucky I will have time to drink it before 2 pm. We head to our favorite park where the boys will (fingers crossed) burn off all of their energy and then we will follow-up with a walk around the trail. Some days this is my only exercise, as getting to the gym consistently through the week usually doesn’t happen. On our walk we listen to Toddler Radio on Pandora and look for “Debbie’s” which is the birds’ name off of The Good Dinosaur – SJ is obsessed.  We pass by the waterfall and SJ begs to get out and put his toes in. Sometimes we can do this and other times we don’t have the time or Harper is sleeping and we can’t leave him alone. Today is one of those days and I have to tell SJ a white lie to keep a meltdown from happening.

This mom shares why being a mom is totally worth it, despite the sleepless nights and the messes.

Once we arrive back home, lunch is demanded and served and I pray that God will make their energy tank empty and nap-time will come quickly! This is the only time of the day that I can spend with my hubby and it usually doesn’t last more than an hour. Enough time to fix and eat our lunch, which we purposely wait to eat otherwise our little crumb snatchers will attack it. If we are lucky we can watch an episode of “Chopped” — one of our favorite shows.

All too quickly little ones start to stir and our break is over. Time to tackle the house, again. This will include super sonic speed to get the dishes done before we hear “Play with us!” The trash, vacuuming, sweeping and everything else will have to wait. The boys loved to be chased and there is a ton of screaming involved. I love to hear their squeals. Next up, a friendly game of basketball. We usually get 3 points in before someone gets an eye poked, foot stomped on, or head butted. We tell them to shake it off and keep going.

Dinner is up next, but before I get too far someone needs a diaper changed. My husband and I usually tackle “the problem” together. Harper is very strong and does not like to sit still. Let’s just say some (of you-know-what) was in his hair and my hand and only a small amount actually makes it on the wipe. Oh the joys of being a parent!

I get that friendly reminder that my oldest is hungry; I swear, he is like the alarm on my phone going off every five minutes. I tell him to be patient and keep going. Counting down the time to bed time. A bittersweet moment because SJ actually took a nap today (Praise God), this means bedtime will be a struggle. It’s hit or miss with him.

Dinner is served and the items that were begged for are quickly dismissed and I am told they want something else. I feel like letting out my inner Beast and tell them to “Go ahead and starve!” but I keep him in the best I can and maybe say a few choice words under my breath. We all do that right?  When in doubt, an apple and peanut butter will suffice.

Bath time follows dinner and there is a special request for bubbles to the ceiling; I can’t help but laugh. Sure, bubbles to the ceiling it is. Next up Harper. Of course, as soon as his diaper comes off he either pees in the tub or on the carpet. I roll my eyes and keep it moving. It will have to wait until Stan can tackle it and currently he is getting SJ ready for bed. That in itself is a task. Why is it so hard to put pjs on? The boys want to do everything but get their clothes on and the pants won’t budge, someone keeps curling his toes!

The day in the life of this mom is truly chaotic -- messes, no sleep, squeals, and no time to do laundry; but for her it's perfect.

I’m not one of those moms who doesn’t want to fight over bedtime. Sometimes the battle is just not worth it. We already go through the day with constant reminders about stop pushing your brother, stop climbing over the couch, it’s time to do your school work, no, you can’t have candy and so forth. So, by the end of the night if you don’t want to fall asleep in your own bed, then fine! About 30 minutes passes by and I can hear soft breathing and little snores from one baby and my oldest is patting me and telling me how much he loves me and that I am his best friend.

At this time, I think about the last 4 years of my life and how things have changed drastically. Motherhood had taught me to be selfless, life is no longer about me and I appreciate my parents so much more now that I have two little ones of my own.

Days that I get to wash and dry my hair and get out of yoga pants, usually means it’s Sunday. I saw a shirt last night on Facebook that I need in my life, “Tired, Loved, Under Paid #MomLife.” That is my life to a ‘T’. I realize now that Motherhood isn’t for everyone, it’s HARD, it doesn’t come with instructions and you don’t want to mess this little human up let a lone break them. But why do some days feel like I am a professional and some days I flat out suck and loose my cool?

What I didn’t say at the beginning of this post is my husband and I tried for years to get pregnant, and after a miscarriage and several failed medical attempts, we finally had SJ and then God blessed us with Harper by surprise. I always felt like getting pregnant was the hardest part. I would be an amazing mom and would know exactly what I had to do and not to do, but that is not the case.

Every day I learn more about myself and my children and our perfectly imperfect chaotic life feels like home.

The day in the life of this mom is truly chaotic -- messes, no sleep, squeals, and no time to do laundry; but for her it's perfect.

 

Brittany Warren
I am the epitome of the term ‘social butterfly’. In fact, I was known as this by all of my teachers growing up. As a wife and stay-at-home mommy of two boys under 4, I spend most of my time living an adventure! My background includes a Bachelor’s degree in Mass Communication with a Concentration in Public Relations from Alabama State University (Go Hornets!). I love photography, writing, and planning events big and small.
Brittany Warren

Brittany Warren

I am the epitome of the term 'social butterfly'. In fact, I was known as this by all of my teachers growing up. As a wife and stay-at-home mommy of two boys under 4, I spend most of my time living an adventure! My background includes a Bachelor's degree in Mass Communication with a Concentration in Public Relations from Alabama State University (Go Hornets!). I love photography, writing, and planning events big and small.