This photo should have been all I needed to realize that my kids could do their own laundry. I'll admit, my quitting was brought on because I'd had one too many kids, who can do everything they put their mind to, ask me where their laundry was. What a disservice I had done for them when, in fact, I thought I'd been helping them, especially during the school year. Truth is, I only made myself crazy.
In a movement where I stopped calling it "My Kitchen," and "My House," it was time to stop saying, "My Responsibility."
I think I had it in my head that if it didn't get done, I needed to step in. But really, they needed to do it and make it their routine, and mom needed to stop stepping on their growth.
There is a meme going around that says if a kid can run an iPad, iPhone, and an X-box (which let's admit it, we ask our kids to teach us these things) then they can work a wash machine.
Thus it began. I made sure the laundry facilities were stocked and available. My eldest, with reminding, go his done. Kiddo number 2, the same. The three little guys needed about 4 more days of coaxing. (It's 100 degrees in Colorado right now and I had kids wearing sweatshirts and sweatpants...it was time.)
I have faith that this won't take long to embed. I, as a mother, am learning some limits on holding back my kids (and then getting mad about it.) I'll stand strong and keep doing my laundry. Perhaps in time, their wives and kids will reap the rewards of a man who knows how to do laundry and knows that its part of being a productive, shared household.
<3 Bernadette Marie <3
Egg timer...Kitchen timer...Watch timer...it doesn't matter. My life is by timer.
I learned this from my mother. Set a timer and focus on that certain task at hand for that amount of time. Somedays I need 10 minutes a task. Some days I can focus for a full hour. It depends if it's cleaning the house or tasks at work.
Why is this one of my favorite things? I'm so easily distracted...SQUIRREL!...that I find it is easier to only do things in short stints. If you watched me run my day you might think I'm horribly unorganized, but really it's quite a science.
Since I work at home, I try to make my stand up from the desk time count. My work day is cut into tasks and can easily be timed. Then I get up and attend something on my house list for a certain amount of time. This way I'm not spending an hour picking up the things in the living room floor...I only have ten minutes.
I use this when it comes to the boys too. When you walk into a boys bedroom and OMG! you know it's going to take ten hours to clean it, you have to start small. You know kids, they'll get in there and an hour later you'll have a Lego tower! So if you set that timer for ten minutes they know they'll be sprung quickly.
My timer has been many things. I have to leave in 10. I have to stand up in 10. Kids are on a timeout for 10. Mom is on a time out! Don't forget that load of laundry. Don't forget you told the kids you'd watch a movie with them in ten minutes (this one is the most important use.)
So, yes, my timer is one of my favorite things.
Bernadette Marie is the mother of 5 sons (12,14,14,17,19), a bestselling author, publisher, speaker, event planner, blogger, CEO of 2 companies, and a 2nd degree blackbelt. Often asked how she manages a family of seven, she offers up her advice on home, school, travel, and so much more. Her philosophy is that parenthood is never perfect, but the bumps along the way are what make the best memories.