I’m a SAHM, and I Hired a Housekeeper
I am great at “picking up.” After the kids are in bed, I pick up all the toys in the living room and make sure all the dishes are in the dishwasher. I will, perhaps, fold a load of laundry.
But, that is where my cleaning mode ends.
Before I had two kids, I would do my deep cleaning at night. I'd tuck the little munchkin in bed, pop in my headphones, and dance the night away, sweeping and mopping and dusting and organizing. That way I had a guilt-free, clean house to wake up to, and I could enjoy my baby!
With a 3-year-old that has decided naps are not for her and a 5-month-old that can't hold his head up yet due to medical conditions, along with his other many special needs, picking up is about the best I can do before I enjoy a long, uninterrupted shower and then collapse into bed. I might watch one episode of Sabrina the Teenage Witch (my current “throwback to my adolescence” obsession) before passing out hard.
In the two months since my son was released from the NICU, I have tried to find a balance. Women have handled household chores and two kids (or many, many more) for years. Surely I can, too. … Right?
The shame and guilt I felt as I answered the door and my sweet, smiling savior walked in, holding her own vacuum, was overwhelming.
It turns out, no. I can keep on top of the laundry since I can fold it on the floor next to the baby while he does tummy time, and my toddler, aka my shadow, sits next to me and “helps.” That's it, though, my friends.
So, as the floor got dirtier and the shower got grimier and the dust bunnies collected, I talked to my husband. I told him I just needed someone to come and help with the deep stuff. Not every week or even every other week. Just occasionally—when the weight of two babies and working from home takes over and leaves no room for anything more than my basic “picking up.”
He completely agreed. As a busy military member, who is also a part-time college student, he was just as overwhelmed as I was. (How come no one tells you two kids is WAY HARDER than one?! Share that information, people!)
I couldn't do it all. So I hired a housekeeper.
The shame and guilt I felt as I answered the door and my sweet, smiling savior walked in, holding her own vacuum, was overwhelming. I could almost hear all the housewives who had gone before me yelling at me, “SERIOUSLY? Come on, chick. Get it together.”
But, as she worked, my shame and guilt melted away into JUBILATION. She dusted blinds, she swept under my couches, she dusted my baseboards. I had clean baseboards! She used a vacuum attachment (who knew people actually used those?) and went over the fabric on my couches and got in the crevices, pulling out months and months of crumbs and debris.
The house smelled like lemon, and it felt lighter. And my back wasn't aching from all the work, because it wasn't me! You know how food doesn't taste nearly as good when you have to slave over it yourself? The same goes for a clean house. I appreciated my now-spotless domain more because I wasn't the one that had to slave over it. It was a beautiful feeling that was mutually shared by my husband when he came home from lunch.
It was hard to admit that I needed help, and I felt very awkward as this woman (an angel in disguise) worked her magic on my house, but it was an amazing decision. It got me back up to the level I would love for my house to stay at, and we are trying harder to maintain it.
However, as a couple, we both think having a professional come in and do a deep clean every six months would be worth the money and help keep our sanity (and sanitation level!) up.
Have you ever hired a housekeeper?