I’m glad my children make mess. I discipline them in their cleanliness, obviously, but I’m happy for them to explore by touching, creating and independent play. I used to think a tidy shelf was a happy a shelf, but now I think that toys always look better between chubby fingers or strewn over the floor.

Every evening it’s the same. I cook dinner and try to tidy up the kids rooms while they’re eating. Then, after bath when the girls are in bed, I start trying to assemble the living room toy mountain into some sort of order.

According to Katie WHY I'M GLAD MY CHILDREN MAKE MESS

Every day I clean the same spaces. Every night my house is tidier than it was at midday but still not as tidy as I’d like. I realised that this daily routine doesn’t bother me though. On the contrary, I actually don’t mind it at all.

THE SIMPLE DREAM

There was once a time, after multiple miscarriages and during fertility treatment, when I didn’t think I’d have baby toys to put away. That I wouldn’t be able to think back to the fun my children had had playing. As I place their favourite things back in the baskets I can picture the pleasure that my babes have had a few hours before. As I tidy each of their bedrooms I’m grateful that there is so much life in my house. That it’s colourful and joyful and feels exactly like the home I always dreamed about having.

This mess won’t last forever and when I really think about it, I’m not too sure I’m okay with that. Because a house that needs cleaning means it’s being lived in and a home that constantly needs tidying means it’s being enjoyed.

Love,
K x




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