My home is tidy and clean.
The washing basket has a quick turn over, the kitchen sides are clear and my fridge door is magnet free.
Art on the walls have been carefully chosen, the walls are freshly painted and I have quirky little nicknacks placed ‘just so’ on my shelves.
Our TV stays on channels we want to watch, we can be spontaneous with our weekend and our night’s sleep is forever long.
This all sounds lovely right?
Like a 5***** place to stay right?
It is beautiful, but it is empty.
My home is empty.
You know, I would give it all up tomorrow for handprints on the cupboard doors, splashes up the bathroom walls, and questionable art displayed on the fridge.
For a washing basket full of muddy football kits and an empty fridge and freezer.
To replace the nicknacks for nappies.
BBC for CBeebies
Date nights with nights in
Long nights, with regular coffee breaks and bags under my eyes
My house would buzz with playful chaos.
I know what you ‘already parents’ are thinking ‘you’re just saying that because you haven’t got it yet’ , ‘just you wait!’, ‘enjoy it while you’ve got it’.
and I know you are right
but knowing it doesn’t fill the quietness.
All I’m doing is focusing on September.
In will bounce a busy little thing with their own chaos and I just want to soak it all up.
Im trying hard to enjoy the quiet while I have it. Im just excited.