Yesterday, I got a sudden urge to clean house. Maybe it’s because we are going away for a week and I want to come home to a tidy house for once. We make valiant attempts at keeping a tidy house, but I honestly don’t know how people do it with children. As soon as I can say I’ve cleaned the kitchen, I turn around and it looks like a tornado hit it. Really? Sometimes I wonder why I even bother. Our garage is a disaster too. There is so much stuff in there, I’m not even sure what all of it is. There is lots of baby gear – swing, buzzy chair, playmate, bumbo – stuff that my son has now outgrown. I don’t think we were intentionally hanging on to it, it just kind of got forgotten.
Every other day, my husband and I have a discussion about a 3rd child. As much as I would love to have more kids, I have to think we are done with the two beautiful children we already have. I mean, why mess with perfection, right? (I jest.) When my son was born, everyone assumed we were done. After all, there we were with the million dollar family. (I’m still waiting for that million to appear in my bank account.) I remember clearly the day when my son was a few months old that I realized I was sad. Sad because deep down I think I already knew then that he was going to be my last child.
Recently a girlfriend of mine had her 3rd child. When I was visiting her in the hospital and holding her child, I briefly imagined what it would be like to have another. Suddenly I realized we’d need a bigger car – oh no, the dreaded minivan! We’d also need a bigger house, and the vacations we’re planning would be delayed another few years. Oh, and lets not forget that I’m fast approaching 40! (But that’s another post.)
So today, as part of my desire to clean house and purge, I gathered up all my maternity clothes and took them to the local Goodwill store. A friend of ours came by yesterday and picked up some of our baby gear, and the other stuff was taken off our curb within an hour of it being put out. And, not only am I purging the material stuff, I am also on a mission to purge the extra baby weight I’ve been carrying around since my daughter was born. I’ve started riding my bike this month and I am determined to join another friend in her weekly boot camp, starting tonight!
Wish me luck.