Linzy had this story posted on her blog, and I thought it was great:
and one of my favorite parts so far in this book
talks about a husband who came home to find total mayhem in his house.
(i have to type this part because it is awesome) :)
"His children were outside, still in their pajamas, wrestling in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house. Inside, he found an even larger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the family room the dog who always stayed outside was curled up on the sofa watching cartoons. The front room (the home teaching room, which was always spotless) was littered with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door. He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she may be ill, or that something serious had happened. He found her lounging in the bedroom, still curled in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled and asked how his day went. He looked at here, bewildered, and asked, "What happened here today?"
She again smiled and answered, "You know every day when you come home from work and ask me what in the world I did today?"
"Yes," was his incredulous reply.
She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."
Don't you just love being appreciated for what you do as a "stay at home mom?" It is hard to know that your daily tasks are always going to need to be done again the next day. It can be difficult to find meaning in that, but I just try to remember that it is all about relationships and not about having a perfect home (although it is difficult to have a meaningful relationship when there is no food on the table and you can't find anything in all the mayhem of dirt of clutter!).