There was one point where I was so busy cleaning, doing dishes and washing that i realized I’m missing moments with the kids.
Firstly , I started teaching my eldest to clean up before nap time or bath time, so we made up a song and she now packs away her toys when she is done. Don’t get me wrong she often gives me a very determined ‘NO!’ and those days are no walk in the park (I’m talking tears, war of wills, stomping of feet, counting to 10… a glorious s**t show) but sticking to the principle instilled, in her, a sense of responsibility. I am no longer packing things away after every round of lets-see-how-many-toys-we-can-
Secondly, I started doing a load of washing every night. Now this seems insane, but doing each days’ washing at the end of said day, made it less of a major chore and more just part of the evening routine. Who knew 2 extra tiny humans made this much washing, like seriously, HAVE YOU EVER! Doing it this way was the only way I wouldn’t suffer ‘death by drowning in pukey babygrows and cheesy smelling socks’. I draw a bath for the kids and put in a load and by the time they go to bed I take it out and hang it up. BOOM, done! Hanging most of the washing on hangers means the ironing isn’t that much either.
Thirdly, a little here and there means there won’t be a lot later. I do dished as I go, that way I don’t get overwhelmed when I have two full basins at the end of a day. It’s obviously not always do-able, but I try and the rest of the fandamily helps. Small things like the hubby putting water in his porridge bowl when he’s done, means I can just rinse it later.