Let’s face it, kids require a lot of stuff. From the moment you find out you are pregnant, people will tell you what you need to buy.
Crib, stroller, carriers, toys, bottles, the list goes on and on — and don’t think that it stops once they get out of the baby stage. As they get older, they may not need as much but boy do they want even more.
But rest assured, there are definitely some items you can get rid of in your house to make room for all of your new gear. Such as:
I don’t remember the last time I set my alarm. Even when I have to be up at a certain time the next morning I won’t set my alarm. Between my youngest being up at all hours of the night and my older two coming into my room in the wee hours of the morning, there really is no longer the need for a device to wake me up. I’ve got the kids for that.
I probably should have gotten rid of this when we got our dogs because they always manage to get anything that has fallen on the ground. Add kids to that equation and I don’t think my floors have ever been cleaner. My youngest son manages to find even the smallest thing on the floor and pick it up.
Radio (or any music for that matter)
My kids love to sing and they love to make music. In fact they will bang on anything that is around: pots, pans, tables, the wall, yep anything. Between the girls singing and my son Macks banging on anything in sight, I’ve got all the music you want to hear.
Treadmill or Gym Membership
I love going to the gym. Not because I need to workout, but because it’s an hour of my day that I get all to myself. I don’t need the membership — I get enough of a workout done at home. Between running after my toddler, the back and forth of fetching things for the kids (they always need something the moment I sit down) and the running up and down the stairs to get them dressed in the morning, I manage to get a workout in everyday without even leaving the house.
No need for entertainment, I’ve got all of the things to make me laugh (or cry) right in front of me. It’s not like I really have time to watch television with three children anyway. I don’t think I’ve laughed (or cried) so hard since having them.
I walked downstairs for church the other morning and my youngest daughter said to me, “you look beautiful, Mommy!” A mirror won’t tell you that. But they also tell me if I have something on my face, shirt, or if my pants look weird. I don’t need to look in the mirror before going anywhere, my kids will make sure to do the job for me. And no mirror can make you feel as good as they do!