Me Time, by its very name, suggests that who we are during the daily grind is not who we truly are. It begs us to search for fulfillment outside of the titles of “wife” and “mother.” It accuses precious little ones and God-given spouses for suppressing us. It reduces motherhood to a disease in which little dirty faces and endless…
Category: Womanhood
Chores and the Two-Year-Old
One of the major themes of larger-family life definitely seems to be chores. And, indeed, I want to teach E how to work and contribute to the home as much as she is able. But sometimes it’s hard to know how to use a two-year-old to actually accomplish anything useful. I can’t emphasize enough how much I’m still learning to…
Laundry
This is another “what works at our house” post–I don’t think there’s a right way to do it, but for us, this has been genius. Our main laundry bin is two kitchen-sized trash cans that live on the floor of our linen closet. They’re pretty big–packed full, they fill up my front-loading washer. One is labeled “lights” and one is…