Sometimes..

Posted on the 05 May 2014 by Alex_bumptobaby @bumptobaby_blog

Sometimes I get so caught up.

Sometimes I fall under the pressure of the jobs in the house. 

Sometimes I become almost demonic with perfecting silly ornaments in the house like I have some crazy OCD. 

Sometimes I stare intently at a bit of fluff on the carpet whilst my Husband is talking to me, desperate to go and pick it up. 

Sometimes I don't listen enough. 

Sometimes I talk more than I listen.

Sometimes I don't talk enough. 

Sometimes I let everything get on top of me. I do this far too often. 

Sometimes I feel more stressed out than I actually thought was possible to be.

Sometimes I just wish the house was perfect, that there was nothing left to do in it so that we could focus our efforts on just each other. 

Sometimes I want to scream when Ethan won't go to bed and it's 9pm and I am trying to have a little 'me' time - that time is now. But then I realize that it's not worth stressing over.. so what he's crawling around the living room in his grow bag pulling the sky box out? - No-one died. 

Sometimes I wish I could be that perfect Mum and perfect Wife, who never gets stressed, keeps a perfect house and is super-organised. 

Sometimes I wish I was smarter, that I 'knew' things.. I'm working on this.. I just sat and learnt about the oceans of the world.. (it's the small steps..)

Sometimes I want to sit and reflect, reflect again and then reflect some more. 

Sometimes I need to remember how insanely lucky I am and to remember just how many wonderful things have happened to me, some of which blow my mind. 

Sometimes I just need to sit and look at photos like this and realize that a dirty kitchen floor, a pile of washing, an hours wait at the Doctors, an unfinished house and all those other bloody daily bugbears..well they are just absolutely nothing. 

Not even a tiny dot in the ocean compared to them.


My family and I. This is what truly means something and well..

Sometimes.. I just need to remember that more.