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There are many reasons I can come up with. I have condensed this blog into only 4 because, if you have kids, you probably won't even have time to get through a list of 4 things!
1. You will clean and clean and clean
It's really never ending. How can such tiny humans cause such a giant mess? I wish I was as productive as my kids. They can accomplish any kind of mess in 3 minutes flat. I sweep, vaccum, mop (with tears instead of water sometimes) and in a couple of hours, I have to do it all over again. Yet, somehow, I aid in their messes. I give them paint, and bubbles, and water. I watch their little faces light up as they get dirty and I can't help but smile.
2. Laundry
Oh laundry. My nemesis. The never ending hamper to washing machine to drier, to "I hope I can put this away before the weekend " routine. It's sucky enough to have to do your own laundry but when you add in all of this teeny tiny clothes, it becomes a nightmare. It's so small. Then, all of a sudden, it's not so small. The clothes get bigger and you long for those tiny little clothes.
3. No "me" time
Me time? I don't even know what that is. I wish I was the mom that took a vacation alone or let their kids sleepover at grandma's house but I'm not. I like having my babies with me always (even when I don't like having them with me-if that makes sense). When I go out, I am worried about them. I miss them. "Me" time is never about just "me" anymore. I don't really remember what I was like without them and I am ok with that.
4. Time speeds up
Time is a crazy thing. I never thought time was passing by quickly. My years were slow. Then I had kids. All of a sudden...BOOM, an entire year gone. What the hell?? What happened. I blinked and it was gone. I don't know if it's the lack of sleep and the days meshing together or the fact that I am watching time through someone else but it's all too fast. Its slips through your fingers and all you want is to step back for a minute.
I write this with tears in my eyes as I watch my babies sleep. The best part of me is now out of my body and I have to DO my best to always BE my best. I have to guide them, clean up their messes, fold their laundry, worry about them even when I'm taking time for "me", and watch them grow. God, it hurts to watch them grow. It's the most beautiful hurt there is. So if you are ready for ALL of this then have a baby. If you aren't...STAY AWAY and I shall live vicariously throughout you!