The Mothership

Have you ever gotten to such an age where it feels somewhat silly to not be able to properly perform a task...so you never ask anyone? Cleaning the shower tiles is this for me... like, the hard scrubbing cleaning in the crevasses and corners that collect who knows what.  I never had a formal training on how to properly clean my shower... and I know this sounds ridiuclous, but I LOATHE cleaning the tile in the shower...probably more than I hate dusting (that's another story).   I'm sure there are youtube videos...but #Iaintgottimeforthat I would say my cleaning skills are ok...I mean I've never heard any complaints...and I have a little house...and I collect a lot of stuff...but underneath the stuff is usually clean. But the down and dirty cleaning that needs to happen about once every month... yeah, that's not my forte.  And I'm ok with that. However, this should probably be addressed, right?!?! I mean I spray with cleaner and wipe it down, but the gr

Good night sweet heart, well it's time to go... Good night sweet heart, well it's time to go... I hate to leave you, I really must say, Oh, good night sweetheart, goodnight. Sad emoji face... Such sweet words... I sang this to all my sweet babies after they would fall asleep from a nightly feeding.  Oh how I enjoyed those feedings.  Maybe not the waking up part.  But most definitely the snuggling, and inhaling the sweet smell of that baby. I believe that this time has come to an end... I have been blessed with three beautiful babes and am so thankful for all their different characters and personalities.  But, I always, obviously not realistically, envisioned myself as a Mother of young children. so this is hard, people... We recently switched the nursery, that I so carefully planned, into my 4 yr old daughter's bedroom.  No more nursery.  I always knew that the end of my baby making years would be rough, but I did not expect to be as emotional as