Confession: I’m Grounded

It seems like just the other day, I could feel the wind through my hair. I soared through my house with all the grace and beauty of an eagle, stopping only to pick up something off the floor. My AM chores were done by early morning. My children were well fed and dressed. And I could handle pop in guests with grace and dignity….
Today, I am grounded from take off, expecting my fourth child and sicker than the old grey goose. My home is a wreck, laundry has piled up so high I can’t tell the machine from the clothes. My garbage disposal, fridge and dryer are all on the fritz and my DH is out of town for the 2nd week in a row with no hope for a return date. And I start my bedtime prayers with….”Thank you that no one came to see my mess today.”
Before I knew what it was like to fly, being grounded wasn’t nearly so painful. But right now, this just plain stinks. The perfectionist in me is completely bent out of shape. I don’t know what is more annoying the morning sickness or the fact that my home is in utter chaos!
Thank goodness for FLY LADY. She is the one who taught me how to fly in the first place. And she has a crisis clean. With this program, I can start right now and in just 15 minutes a day, my house will be clean by the time the baby is born. It is all about the baby steps. After all, it is only nine months and it is worth it. Someday, I will fly again but for now,……it is 15 min. at a time, flutter, flutter flutter….