...and I am happy.

I cannot believe the difference in the way my mind feels on Mondays, compared to the rest of the week with  the little girls. Most days I am herding them and entertaining them. But on Mondays a friend comes to look after them and I whizz around the house cleaning, cleaning, cleaning. And it's clean all at the same time!  (Well  most of it- I don't do the bits the boys are meant to do. Unless I feel like it. Sometimes I just want to get into those corners and get out the dog hair and dust.)

I know it will be easier soon. And I sure don't want to wish away their lives.  But it will be nicenot to feel as though I am wading through chaos  most of the  time.  I would like to implement some kind of routine with them, and include some cleaning and helping Mummy time. So far that just seems to produce more mess, though.

Not very deep and meaningful, I know. I just want to share some thoughts that are stewing in there.