Michelle Kemper Brownlow: We moms have to be pretty dang creative when it comes to balancing life and our kids. My childless friends don't get this. I once had a friend who came by to hang out and left because she couldn't stand that my kids were jumping in mud puddles.
Once you have children, you find yourself doing things your childless friends will never understand. If I stood back and thought about many things that happen on a daily basis, I might think I have lost my marbles. But my sanity is too important for me to not just go with the flow sometimes.
When my son soaks the driveway with a hose, smashes every stick of sidewalk chalk into a gooey, painty mess and then lays in it until he is completely pink, it's OK -- I can use that window of time to call my sister.
When my little one is busy digging up the flower bed with his new bulldozer, it means I have just scored some bill-paying time. Should you hear me squeal with delight when the landscapers come with some machinery, it's because I know my son won't move his elbows from the windowsill for a while, and I have a ton of laundry to fold. If you drive by and see my child using safety scissors to prune an unruly bush, know that I'm not tortured -- I'm using those few extra minutes to clean out a month's worth of chicken nuggets from under my car seats. I have even been known to cover the floor with butcher paper and let my kids go hog-wild with markers and crayons, so I can cut up enough vegetables for dinner that we will each actually have a full serving on our plates. It's win-win!
You have to give in sometimes. Perfection is overrated!
My motto is, "If I get something done and no one is screaming, then it's a good thing."