It was 4 pm and this was the view of my kitchen sink. A hodgepodge of dishes, bibs, and cups that hadn’t been tended to since breakfast (and maybe some since the night before).
My typical type A self would normally be all over this mess and feeling guilty that I had let it get to this point. Then I took a step back and reflected on my day thus far.
In the morning I took my oldest son to his very first day of pre-school. He had everything he needed and we were able to take the cute pictures with the chalk board sign listing name, interests, age and what he wants to be when he grows up. We made it on time and parted ways with no tears from him (and only a few from me once I got home). That was a successful part of my day.
Later in the day I was able to give away approximately 40 used moving boxes, wrapping paper and bubble wrap to a fellow momma who was moving in the near future. She has a toddler daughter and is currently expecting her second child. She also happens to be a Speech Language Pathologist and we got to speaking education-ese (totally made that word up). It felt nice to chat with a her for brief time and help her family out with their impending move. That was a successful part of my day.
In the afternoon while my youngest took his afternoon nap, my oldest and I read about carnivorous plants such as the Venus Fly Trap in his big book of why. We even demonstrated how a Venus Fly Trap (my hair clip) would eat one of his toy flies. Since my son loves bugs we have any number of toy ones on hand for a proper re-enactment (grasshoppers, bees, beetles, etc.) Yes, the Venus Fly Trap did eat all of them (and a dinosaur for good measure). It was really wonderful to have this one-on-one time with him and watch him learn something new while we played together. That was a successful part of my day.
So, standing in my kitchen at 4 pm looking at the absolute mess in my sink, I told myself not to feel guilty for the things I couldn’t get done today. I reflected on all of the successes of the day and the things I did accomplish.
Sometimes a great day can look like a messy kitchen sink, which is perfectly fine.