Airing the Dirty Laundry
Actually, this is a photo of CLEAN laundry. A whole first trimester's worth of laundry for three people, to be exact. If you've been to visit us recently, you have not been invited upstairs, and this is why.
This is what happens when Mama is nauseous and exhausted for 3 months. I felt like I should tell you, because there seems to be a myth circulating that women can work, raise children, grow new babies in their wombs, and still manage to cook and keep clean houses. It's just NOT TRUE (I know you probably know a woman who you *think* can do this, but she's probably taking her kid's Ritalin).
When I was feeling sick, I was barely able to take care of myself and Bronwynn, let alone any household chores. Kris, who really is a superhero, picked up the slack almost everywhere...except laundry. He doesn't do laundry. (It was in our marriage vows.) So as I've been feeling better, I've been washing as many loads as possible every day, assembly-line style, and piling the clean stuff in our loft/library.
I learned this technique from my friend Elizabeth, who has successfully raised 4 teenagers. Although, I'm fairly sure that Elizabeth managed to get it all folded and put away within the first 24 hours or so. My mountain has been growing for well over a week.
The sad part is that I have another 3 loads to go...