Guys. I am guilty.
Sometimes, I choose to let my boys just play quietly (or loudly...let's be honest) with things that are easy. Cars and trucks, blocks, books, and the simple things. Sometimes, I avoid things that are messy or difficult, or things that might end in a fuss or fight. Even if those things are going to bring them the most joy and learning. I just let Max play in the Chick-fil-A playground for the first time just a few weeks ago because I was terrified that he would throw a fit when play time was over. Max loves play-dough, but we only pull it out about once a week because it is messy. I occasionally give Drew a different meal than what the rest of us are eating because I know if he eats it I will have a lot of cleaning up to do afterwards.
Sure, I read to them and teach them, and they experience a lot of great things every day. But I tend to avoid the mess and the chaos. And when the mess and the chaos still exist, because, let's face it, it is going to exist when you have small children, I apologize for it. Full disclosure though, my house is never clean anyway.
I got an email from Thrive Moms on Monday that was all about this, and it was a huge eye opener for me. It talked about embracing chaos and putting an end to worrying about what others might think of our mess.
Those messes? They show our success as mothers, more so than whether or not our sink is full of dishes and if our floors are freshly mopped. I'm not saying we should totally forget about the dishes and let the laundry pile up until nobody has clothes to wear. But why not let the boys dig in the mud for worms and let them help wash dishes, even if it means it takes longer and even if the floor has to be mopped afterwards? It is worth it. For the experiences. For the skills they learn. For the joy it gives them. Those are messes I can be proud of.
My email from Thrive Moms pointed out that God is the only say, that he embraces our chaos and wraps it up with a bow. "He chose us. Called us. Without fault."
So make more messes. And love the chaos. Be the momma you were called to be.