My mortal enemy. I always tell myself that I will keep up with it so that it doesn't pile up yet I go downstairs into the basement to find I need a rowboat to wade through the towels. Why is it so hard? Well I will tell you why laundry is not nearly as important to me as it should be.
I am a working mom! I sometimes spend all day away from my son and the last thing that I want to do is waste any more time not playing with him. As a mom with a special needs child specifically it is even more difficult. He never naps and if he does nap I want to squeeze in really lavish activities like eating.. and showering! Eventually when I decide to venture into the great unknown (my dark, spider infested basement) the heaping pile is so intimidating I think very seriously about just burning it and sweeping away the evidence before my husband gets home.
How can I fix this? Well, obviously if the washing machine was upstairs that would certainly be a huge help but alas, I am not skilled in the areas of contracting so we can just let that option rest for now. I guess I can always put my dinner and grooming on the back burner so that I can focus on chores but does that really help me in the end?
I think that it all comes down to prioritizing. If I have to wear a shirt that may or may not have been free from a rest stop just until I throw on a few loads to play catch up then so be it! Oliver is not going to look back on his childhood and think to himself, "Wow, I don't know how I survived the towel shortage of 2014!" He is more interested in seeing me crawling around on the ground with a bucket on my head and reciting Team Umizoomi episodes. Obviously I want to figure out this whole multitasking super wife/mom thing but for now I am content with trial and error.
Who would you rather spend time with? A stack of bed sheets or a 3 year old mini hunk who wants to jump on the bed that very moment? I envy the moms that know how to be on top of everything so well but I am still a bit new to the mom game and perhaps practice really does make perfect when it comes to all of this! For me personally, I am not going to beat myself up about it too much (atleast not yet). On the bright side my son usually manages to get naked 90% of the time, so he doesn't mind waiting for the dryer to cycle through.
An empty hamper is a pretty sweet thing, but when you live day to day uncertain if your son is even going to give you eye contact let alone play with you the idea of missing those brief moments of interaction isn't worth it for me.