My ex husband would strive for his idea of the perfect home. His idea was a clean and quiet home, even with two young boys. It was so hard to please him and give him what he wanted. Especially since my idea of a perfect home is completely opposite.
When I think of the perfect home I think of a happy home. A home full of laughter and fun. I didn’t care if the dishes got done, or if their are toys in the kitchen. What I saw was the kids playing and food was being made at home. My kids came first to me. I watched as they played and explored. If the bathrooms didnt get cleaned because I watched their favorite show with them, it would be ok because there is always another day.
I do have a problem with having to have things organized and everything having a place, but I hate the idea that you cant be a good parent if you cant keep a house clean at all times. We are all human. The thing about being a good parent is making your kids happy and safe. We are all doing an awesome job if they are happy and safe.
Silver Linings 