Cleaning Fairy

So we were discussing yesterday how to get organized with household "chores" -- you know, the "fun" things like laundry, dishes, and grocery shopping. You see in the bleary-eyed days when Colin was really young (aka waking lots at night) I would lull myself to sleep with visions of the housecleaning fairy coming while we slept at night, and by the 3 am waking the "fairy" would have left a half dozen clean bottles and parts (love Dr Browns bottles, hate the 4 parts), a clean kitchen, clean baby laundry, and a fresh stack of diapers waiting for a new day.

Maybe it was my mommy brain just hoping for magic, but I can clearly even remember thinking, "And if this magical "fairy" could also get up with Colin at 5 am so I could just sleep until 7 am that would be fabulous, too." OK, so I'm not really crazy, but don't you other moms think this is a great concept? We keep telling the cat, Elliot, that he needs to pull his weight around here -- maybe learn to balance the checkbook or at least clean his own litter box. Not happening.

And then on the Today Show this morning, this woman that had her 17th baby is sitting in her living room with 16 other perfectly groomed children just days after giving birth to #17, and she sounds like the most organized woman I have ever met. I can barely recall what I looked like a few days post pardum (thanks to a few pictures), but I couldn't have gotten myself ready for a media interview, let alone one that included that many other little people. Eeeks! she must be like my Grandad Harold and have a fierce ability to delegate. OK, Elliot, you're up in the middle of the night. I expect a clean kitchen by morning. Something tells me I better keep hoping for that magical cleaning fairy.