JennieEckG

I cook dinner in the afternoon. (I work from home, and frequently use my lunch break to cook dinner, or at least get something in an oven or crockpot.) When we all get home, there’s no waiting and we can eat right away.

I learned I could embrace a little imperfection. I found out I was (happily!) pregnant with our second on the 4th of July, and then first trimester nausea and exhaustion hit me super hard. In the past, if the choice was between a mid-day rest or housework when my son napped, I would always choose housework; this summer that was just not possible—my body (and growing baby) needed the rest. My husband has stepped up, but I’ve also adjusted my standards. Right now, it’s okay if the bathroom goes a little longer between cleans or if clean laundry just lives in a basket on the floor. It won’t be this way forever, and what we need (and what I need for myself) is a little grace to recognize we’re prioritizing what’s important.