Today the housework somewhat got done and, for today, that was good enough.
After making a fun Saturday morning breakfast of waffles and fruit, the dishes are rinsed but still in the sink. Today, instead of prioritizing the breakfast dishes, we played outside as a family. The kitchen is clean after a long day, somewhat, but that’s good enough.
It’s the beginning of the weekend and work is on pause, but the life of a parent continues. The yard work is first on the to-do list with two in tow. The leaves are raked but the grass is being put on hold for the rest of the day. Instead, I will be joining my two toddlers as they play with the water hose. Today, the yard work is finished, somewhat, but that’s good enough.
Tonight, we were supposed to do the grocery shopping and take the car to be cleaned. Somehow, too many things ended up on the to-do list. Instead of cramming in just one more thing I am accepting that what needed to get done got done, and the rest can wait. Because my sanity means more to me than a gourmet meal, chicken fingers are on the menu for tonight, but that’s good enough.
The laundry is folded but remains on top of the dresser waiting to be put away. The laundry got done today, somewhat, but that’s good enough.
The previously clean bathroom is now… not. Covered in today’s activities — the wet clothes from our water games piled on the floor, the muddy footprints made by tiny toes — a room that was done is now undone. But my kids’ tiny sun-kissed faces are covered in smiles. Today they made a memory and that is worth the extended to-do list. The bathroom may now be undone, but it’s good enough.
Our household floors are covered in what tracked in from the outside along with today’s lunch. It could use a good mopping but instead it will just be swept. Instead, mommy and daddy are going to prioritize each other and get in a little quality time under the covers with a movie and a glass of wine. Today, the floors are clean, somewhat, but that is just fine. Today, it’ll be good enough.
It is almost the end to my husband’s weekend and he is ready to spend an evening kicking his feet up and getting some much-needed rest but he understands my inability to relax when things go undone. So, instead of resting he puts my needs above his own. My husband is rested, somewhat, but to him, that’s good enough.
It is Monday morning and we are feeling the rush of the new week. My husband is up at 5:30 getting ready for work and giving babies their bottles, putting them back to bed so I can get a few extra hours of sleep. When the children and I get up and start breakfast I notice a note on the side of the counter with the word Bride written on the front. Before my husband rushed out for work he took a few moments to say good morning and that he loves me in a letter. It wasn’t a date night, but to me, it was enough.
As parents sometimes we do just enough but, sometimes, that’s enough!