~Excuse This House~

Below is a poem type thing that I have framed and hanging in my livingroom. I found this poem at a craft fair a few years ago. It caught my eye and hit a nerve and I just had to have it. I wanted to share it with all of you.

I have been reading lately on so many mommy blogs how they have so much trouble trying to get all their chores done and still have time to play and have fun with their children. As this poem sort of states in a round about way, spending time with our children is more precious then those chores could ever be. My house isn't a spotless one, is it a pigsty, no not by any means is it that either. Its your normal clean/messy child occupied house. Its a house my kids, their friends and my friends & family can feel comfortable in.

As I have come to realize in the past and yesterday as it hit me that my oldest turned 18, time is a very precious thing. Its something we need to grab on to, treasure. Time slips by so fast, in a blink of an eye our children go from babies to adults and it all seems to happen over night. I have also come to realize in the past 18 years that yes I like my house clean but that my time is much better spent with my children.

Can you tell that my oldest turning 18 yesterday has hit me rather hard? But then again "Mama" did warn me that the oldest, your first born, turning 18 would be the hardest and that it is!

Hugs To All You Moms & Future Moms Out There!

"Excuse This House"

Some houses try to hide the fact,
That children shelter there

Ours boasts of it quite openly,
The signs are everywhere

For smears are on the windows,
Little smudges on the door;

I should apologize, I guess
For the toys strewn on the floor

But I sat down with the children
And we played & laughed & read;

And if the doorbell doesn't shine,
Their eyes will shine instead!

For when at times I'm forced to choose
The one job or the other

I want to be a housewife
But first I'll be a mother!