How to stop drowning in laundry

How to stop drowning in laundry - a guide to simplifying laundry minimalism, decluttering, simple living, slow livingIs there a more satisfactory feeing than having all the laundry done? Cleaned, folded and put away. It lasts all of three seconds, but, wow, it feels good. Unfortunately, laundry is more often associated with frustration and overwhelm.

Before kids, laundry was a weekly chore. In the weekend, I put on a load or two. Done. There was the occasional panic to iron a shirt the morning before a big meeting at work, but generally, laundry didn’t figure too much in the scheme of my life. I never thought that someday I’d find myself writing on the internet about it! Then we welcomed our son into our lives.

I packed my hospital bag with some extra baby clothes­ – I wasn’t an idiot – but I was a novice and in for a shock! The first night he vomited through several changes of clothes. And then there were my clothes – if I wasn’t being spit up on, I was being peed on, or worse. At early catch-ups with my mothers’ group we lamented our respective mountains of laundry, along with sleep deprivation and sore nipples. Nearly five years later, the conversations have changed, but, laundry is a constant!

While laundry is a bigger part of my life than it was in my child-free days, I’ve developed a simple system in our home that makes laundry a non-event that ticks over in the background. If you are feel like your drowning in a sea of laundry, I offer these tips to help you get on top of things. Continue reading “How to stop drowning in laundry”

Staying home and remaining sane

I’ve been both a working mum and a stay at home mum and they each have their difficulties. I’m fortunate that I have a choice and I’m happy with the choices I’ve made. That’s not to say that I love every minute.

The challenge

Right now I am a stay at home mum. One of my motivations to leave work was to stop the rushing and have time to enjoy life, rather than just survive. One of my biggest challenges now is that I have all the time in the world, but often not much control over how I spend it.

The rhythm of my day is driven (if not dictated) by my little one. He is my constant companion and, at times, a fairly demanding one. This is what it is and that is how it’s going to be. I accept that, but I also acknowledge that it can be draining.

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