“Forgive the clutter,” I often mumble to the floor (and the toys scattered around) when guests step through my front door. But I’m ready to declare that I’m no longer apologizing for my home’s chaotic state.
I’ve reached a point where I believe I could maintain a tidy space if I lived by myself. It’s a nice thought, stemming from my childhood when my parents occasionally labeled me a “messy child.” However, that’s a hypothetical that will remain untested since I share my space with four boys, three of whom are under eight.
Despite my best efforts to pick up Pokémon cards, LEGO bricks, clothing, and crumbs, I find it impossible to stay ahead of the mess.
Factors Contributing to the Chaos
Several factors contribute to this constant state of disarray. First, I wasn’t born with the gift of organization. No matter how much I wish my home looked immaculate, I simply don’t have the skill set for it. We all have our strengths and weaknesses, and I’m still on the lookout for my domestic strengths.
Second, I often lack the motivation to tackle every laundry pile, crumb, dish, and stray toy. When I have rare free moments, scrolling through my phone or doing nothing sounds more appealing than cleaning. After a long day with the kids, including the two-hour bedtime ordeal, I prefer to unwind with a show instead of scrubbing counters. My cleaning energy lasts about as long as my jogging stamina—not particularly impressive.
Third, I have a soft spot for toys, especially LEGO. With the generous help from doting grandparents, our collection has grown to resemble a small children’s museum. Sometimes, I nostalgically look back at photos from when my first child was younger, and our floors were clear. But those days are long gone; I’ve come to accept that I’m a maximalist.
Fourth, we live in a cozy city apartment, where our living and dining area doubles as a playroom, and closet space is at a premium.
Lastly, parenting three young boys is a recipe for chaos. One child creates a mess, and with each additional child, the disorder multiplies. My boys can turn a tidy home into a disaster zone in mere moments. I’ve seen them wreak havoc in record time, and somehow, they’ve inherited my knack for chaos, treating the floor as a trash can and the walls as napkins (yes, this really happened).
Finding Balance in the Mess
While I do spend a fair amount of time cleaning, I often find myself exhausted before completing all my tasks. As a result, I mostly manage to stay afloat in a sea of clean laundry and toys. It’s better than a pile of dirty clothes, right? Unfortunately, the mess tends to build up, and come Monday morning, I find myself battling the remnants of the weekend’s chaos, usually making little headway before I throw in the towel.
Visiting my organized friends sometimes sparks inspiration to make my home look presentable. But once I return to my reality, that motivation quickly fades. Plus, I’ve seen the effort it takes to achieve that magazine-worthy appearance, and honestly, I don’t always find it worth the hassle.
I know I’m not alone in finding parenthood challenging. Our main priorities are to keep our children alive, happy, and entertained. Yet, despite knowing that many parents share these struggles, I still catch myself apologizing for the mess to everyone, from friends to neighbors to service providers.
But I want to stop these apologies. I don’t want to feel sorry for doing my best, even if that best is far from perfect. I want to embrace my imperfections and recognize that I don’t owe anyone an explanation for my messy home. This article serves as a reminder for myself and others that we shouldn’t apologize for our reality.
Perhaps I’ll even post this piece on my door to welcome guests and to remind myself to refrain from offering excuses.
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Summary
Living in a small apartment with three young boys can lead to constant clutter, and I’ve realized I don’t need to apologize for it. Despite my desire for a tidy home, I’ve come to accept my limitations and embrace the mess that comes with parenting. It’s okay to prioritize my children’s happiness over a spotless house.