Featured Blogger-Reflections of Now

I’m so excited to introduce you to today’s featured blogger! Kimberly from Reflections of Now is a fellow mom of all boys. Not only does she live a testosterone filled life like me, but she and I both started this motherhood gig pretty early in life. Not every mom blogger out there gets that, but she does. I think that’s one of the reasons I love her so much. She’s got four handsome little men, a beautiful blog, and a design business. Whew! Every visit to her space in the blogosphere leaves me wanting more. She has a way with words that pulls in you in and makes you feel like you’re right there with her. You’ll see what I mean.

Please give a warm welcome to Kimberly. When you get done reading her post here be sure to head over and visit her beautiful blog!

It’s dark. The dim light from the hallway casts a faint glow in the room.

It’s lit just enough so that I can see their eyelids tightly closed and their chests rise and fall with each slow breath that they take.

They’re asleep. Finally.

I stand up and start to make my way out of their room.

My foot gets caught in a blanket that was left over from our superhero training earlier that afternoon.

I shake it off and continue walking. My toe jams into something hard and I hold my breath in pain. I look down to see the large rubbermaid tote full of trains. It must not have been put away after our train and tunnel building-fest earlier.

I finally reach the stairs and go to take a step down. My foot slips beneath me and I notice a sock has been left there, with 3 more beneath it. I smirk as I recall our silly stories played out during our puppet show.

I walk over to the couch, ready to sink into the comfortable cushions after a long and tiresome day, but it seems to be buried under a pile of pillows, blankets, and oversized towels. As I pick each one up and refold it, I laugh to myself, replaying the kids’ laughter and giggles as we told scary and silly stories in our fort after nap time.

I head into the kitchen to get a glass of water but am distracted by the overflowing sink. I wonder how in the world we could have accumulated so many dishes in one day, but quickly remember that we made cupcakes, indulged in ice cream sundaes, and started our own marching band using our favorite pots, pans, spatulas, and wire whisks.

The floor beneath my feet crunches, as I step on Cheerios, Fruit Loops, and Apple Jacks. I am disgusted at first, then picture my children stretching their minds as they counted and sorted the colors and shapes that morning.

Yes, our house is a mess.

It is loud. Things are out of place. Toys are strewn about. Rooms aren’t always tidy and cleaned up.

But our hearts are full, bursting at the seams with love, smiles, hugs, and kisses.

We spend our days making memories, building our relationships, solidifying our bonds.

We laugh. We talk. We joke. We play.

We explore. Imagine. Dream. And believe.

So the toys, the laundry, the dust, and the disorganization can wait.

I have a family to raise and children to love on.

And that means so much more than “clean”.

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See? Don’t you love her?

kimberly

 

 

 

Be sure to connect with Kimberly on Facebook and follow her as @KimberlyAMuro on Twitter. 

 

Somewhere along the way I picked up homeschooling two boys and blogging. When I'm not scrubbing toilets or answering endless questions, I'm usually here, over sharing it all! My writing is always honest, sometimes sarcastic, and never perfect. I hope to keep my kids from seeking adult therapy. I know. Pipe dreams...You can find me as @TheMommyMess on Twitter and on Facebook.

Comments

  1. Thank you so much for having me today!! And your words are so very sweet.
    Kimberly recently posted..Essence of Now: PerspectiveMy Profile

  2. A messy house is a house of love.
    Says she whose floor is regularly filled with crumbs, bits of broccoli, leftover French toast (don’t ask), raisins, Cheerios, plastic balls (we have 50. FIFTY), crayons and art paper.
    Guess what I do during nap time? :)
    Alison recently posted..Saying NoMy Profile

  3. Yes, I do love her and I love how she made me happy about my mess over here. Kimberly, I have said it before and I’ll say it again, you have a wonderful way with words. I can feel the love in this post. I know the mess gets tiresome and we sometimes long for a clean house but soon enough, it will be clean and we’ll long for the mess.
    AnnMarie recently posted..Nothing is Ever RoutineMy Profile

  4. Kimberly, you could have been describing my house. Trains, socks, blankets, all of it. I think it all can wait, too.
    Kim@Co-Pilot Mom recently posted..Slow Roasted PolyetheleneMy Profile

  5. Aw! This is the greatest and most perfect way to think about it! Since my house is always a mess, I’m going to focus on the memories we are making here more so I don’t feel so guilty. :)
    The Dose of Reality recently posted..Never Let Anyone Steal Your SparkleMy Profile

  6. What a great perspective!! I have been struggling with this but when you put it that way it puts things into perspective! I get that feeling every night when I put them to bed.. usually tripping over something on my way out:)
    Katie recently posted..Disney Field Trip: The Seas with Nemo and Friends at EpcotMy Profile

  7. So I can see that Kimberly lives in a home and not a house…………..she sounds like an awesome woman and mum…………..
    Jo-Anne recently posted..Summer is here………………..My Profile

  8. I 100% feel better about my mes over here! And what a beautiful message. Love really is the center of the universe – or at least that’s the way I see it. Thank you Kimberly for your lovely post!
    ilene recently posted..Finding InfinityMy Profile

  9. What a beautiful post with such an important message for us moms. Thank you for touching us where are hearts are… in the moment with our children is exactly where we need to be. :)
    Chris Carter recently posted..February Friend #6My Profile

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