Mommy “Upgrade?”

My house was getting gross. I hate to clean. That’s just a given, but add to it that I have a toddler that likes to “help” with EVERYTHING I do. So cleaning when she’s around is really not an option because whenever I get the cleaning products out, I have these visions of carcinogens filling her lungs and her licking the scrubbing bubbles off her fingers. Not going to happen.

Add to the fact that I have zero, I mean zero extra time for life so cleaning has to happen on the weekends since I work during the day and evening after said toddler is in bed.

What’s a mom to do?

Mom snaps one afternoon when Daddy is playing golf. Because Daddy is always playing golf I’m surprised Mommy doesn’t snap more often… but that’s another issue entirely… and takes the Amex to Target, grabs a buggy and loads up with every Method product made. Non-toxic, smells great, clean my home WITH the toddler and without the guilt. She’d love it and I have a great activity for the two of us to bond on, plus I can train her early. Brilliant.

One problem. I had no idea if Method products worked.

Whatever, I was going to give it a shot. I hadn’t thrown out the cancer-causing chemical laced ones yet. But it sure would be nice (and potentially financially less risky) if I had a mom that I could ask about this stuff. None of my mom friends had done anything so drastic that I was aware of, or at least that they had broadcast on Facebook yet.

I threw caution to the wind and made my $80 purchase and put the stuff to the test.
Brilliant again.

They worked great. Munchkin loves helping. And they smell delightful. I’m totally sold.

And it got me thinking…

I am constantly doing things to try and enrich my baby girl’s life. It’s pretty certain that I am only getting one shot at this mom thing and I want to come out swinging. I want her to remember that her mom was creative and fun, the one who was engaged with her school and was always ready to try a new thing. It may not always turn out as expected, but that’s what makes a memory.

And it’s those memories that I share with my dearest of friends, especially when they try my latest obsession like Hello Kitty cake pops or the black tutu that princess requested. And I learned a lot along the way so I figured, what the hell? Put it in a blog and share it with my peeps so if they decide to get crazy with one of these experiments too, maybe I can pass along a little wisdom and let them know that really, when you’re using the sparkle tulle – it’s best NOT to do it on your bed unless you want to wake up looking like a stripper in Vegas the next morning with glitter stuck to every inch of your body.