What Is A Clean House?
I’m an anal person. I fully admit that. I love to clean and organize. Having a baby makes this nearly impossible. I clean up my house just to have her follow me and take it all out again. My living room looks like a disaster area on a regular basis.
I’ve learned rather quickly that you can’t have nice things with a baby. I’ve had my furniture for 2 weeks and they are already covered in snot, milk, eggs, and cookie crumbs. All house decorations have to be up high or else she will get them. There is a huge change in my idea of a home.

Pre-baby I thought of my perfect home as lot’s of strategically placed decorations and accents, always in pristine condition, and never any dirt or mess. Now my perfect house has books everywhere, toys in and on the furniture, random cookies in the couch and a naked baby running around waiting to pee at any moment.
A home is where a family lives. It’s where memories are shared and made. Dirt and crumbs just make a home. I walk into my house and at first cringe a little but then I smile because Abigail loves it. She always runs to her favorite toys right where she left them, in the middle of the floor.




































