11/14/2025
My house isn’t spotless, heck some days it isn’t even close to clean. I have toys scattered room to room, tiny finger prints on the windows, and bits and pieces of who knows what found in random places.
My bed is not mine, I get more than a sliver on a really good night. A full night of sleep sounds like a distant dream.
My clothes are not new, or super fancy. Why fill my closet with them right now when most of my time is spent at home and covered in crumbs, boogers, and drool.
I scroll social media when I get a few seconds to breathe and see all these people traveling, spotless homes, and I hear my babies laughing in the background, or a distant call of “mama” and still I think “there is no place I would rather be, than right here”.
This season will pass and faster than I think. One day my house will be always clean, and I’ll remember what it’s like to sprawl out in my bed. But for now, I’m right where I need and want to be even through the chaos ❤️