I had this idea for a post that I was mulling around in my head of how in awe I am of SuperMoms - you know the ones, whose children are all happy and healthy, who make elaborate homecooked meals, their houses are tidy, they manage a social life and play with their kids, their whole lives perfectly balanced. Does such a person actually exist? If so, I am so not that woman. I have no social life to speak of, everytime I make a more complicated dinner Elliot screams his head off like he's been abandoned, and I need to drop Boy off at his grandmother's house for the day so I can give the house a good clean.
I think I overdid it yesterday with the tidying. Maybe it's because we're still settling in, but there is still so much that needs to be organised. Our garage has become a dumping ground, we have too many nicknacks and JUNK hanging about and I can't bring myself to give it all to charity because I put emotional importance on everything. I have too many books, I've put most of my collection onto ReadItSwapIt, and I'm hoping getting rid of books I've been hoarding will make me feel better. Does everyone else have every single item of clothing that their child has ever worn, or is that some weird me-thing? I ended up feeling claustrophobic in our last house because of the sheer amount of possessions we owned, and I don't want the same to happen in this house, I need to do something!