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Laundry.
Dusting.
Sweeping.
Mopping.
Vacuuming.
Sanitizing.
AHHHHHHHHHH!

Yep, this is me in real life and I know I’m not alone. I know as mothers we all have a to-do list as long as the Great Wall of China and we rise every morning thinking we are going to get it all done; only to have checked off 2 items out of 15 on the list.

Sigh.

It’s disheartening isn’t it? Not being able to accomplish everything on your list and putting it off until tomorrow and then tomorrow comes with its own set of things to do and trials unforeseen. We are bombarded with so many “mommy duties” that we forget to take care of ourselves; we forget to enjoy our life as it is.

This is where I found out how to live in my truth.

This is where I realized that the messes that surround me, both big and small, shape and mold our happiness. We often see our battle zone of a house and get frustrated by our lack of energy and time to clean it all in a day without realizing that this mess of a life is a message.

An unkept home is a blessing because it symbolizes that you have a home to come to and a family to fill it. You have clothes on your back, food in your stomach, water to bathe, etc. An unkept home is proof that people live here and they are happy and thriving. An unkept home is a sign that a busy mom cares to be clean but time has been warranted to something else. Perhaps your children want to go outside and run in the grass, well then, let’s get grassy! Husband is yearning for some quality time? Put those dishes down, grab a few clean wine glasses out of the cabinet and enjoy each other, that’s what paper plates are for! If you’re like me, or anything close, you’re not only a mom and a partner, you’re also a student. Yes, school always trumps housework, don’t even question it!

What I’m trying to say here is mom, you’re not alone. We’ve all sniffed some shirts and pants to see if it passes the “clean enough” test. We’ve all slept over sheets with baby spit up because we were too tired at the time to change them. We’ve all had an audience while in the bathroom and we’ve all taken holy baths (underarms, face, low region—it makes a cross).

I’m challenging you to learn to live in your truth.

Instagram pictures of pretty homes are all made up; there is usually a mess behind that photo. The beauty in this exact instance is not that people are trying to hide their mess, but that they still see the beauty in their mess. They’re still able to share their world regardless of the mess in their lives; physically, mentally, and spiritually. If you have an unkept home, live in that truth and gradually clean. If you have an unkept mind, determine why and live in that truth, then fix it. If you have an unkept spirit, do whatever you have to do to adjust your life while living in that truth, then fix it.

XOXO

An unkept home owner, loving life unconditionally

Anya Bellow

Hey Y’all! To be plain, I’m Anya’. I’m also a mother to a little boy named Jaxson, a finace’ to a stud, a dog owner to a very hyper boxer, a graduate student who complains about her thesis every day, a daughter, sister, and friend. I’m really a simple woman but I do enjoy adventure from time to time. Unlike most people, I enjoy my alone time a lot. I’m a firm believer in the four F’s in life: Faith, Family, Food, and Football (Go Cowboys!). In other words, I’m always praying, laughing, eating, and cheering! I just recently began blogging about a year ago and I love it; I never knew sharing could be so therapeutic. I hope to share more with you all! :)

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