Mommy's Little Helper

Heaven knows I could use a little help around the house these days (you know it's bad when you are calling offering to pay your best friend money if she will come and mop your kitchen floor...) Don't get me wrong, Brandon has been going above and beyond the call of duty when it comes to helping me out. But men just aren't meant to do housework. They are perfectly capable, mind you, but they tend to get the grumpies. Even my even tempered husband gets a little testy when he comes home from work to a messy house and a wife sitting on her lazy bum on the couch. (Go figure)
I know I shouldn't be so hard on myself but it is hard not to be because I feel so worthless and pathetic. I can't even pick up my own house (or mop my own kitchen floor - and it is disgusting!) Brandon is actually never upset at me (he apparently doesn't believe it is my fault, like I do) He is actually more upset that his children are making messes when they know how hard it is for their mom to clean them up. He is just so concerned for me that he doesn't realize they are just 1 and 3, they can't be expected not to make messes.
Anyway, the pain hasn't exactly been sympathetic to my needs recently. Apparently it doesn't care that I have a lot of stuff to get done - what with Christmas and a baby due in a month and a half (AAGH!!) and the limited activity it has been allowing me lately hasn't even been enough to get the necessities done; you know, things like meals, and laundry. So, obviously, getting to do things like clean out the microwave or mop the kitchen floor are luxuries I haven't been granted. (Honestly, being able to get dressed without my husband's help would be a luxury...stupid kidney stones)
Luckily, since heaven knows I could use a little help, they have seen fit to send it to me in the form of a little boy. Cooper has started the best little habits. For instance, after I finish changing his diaper, he always picks up his stinky diaper and takes it to the trash can. (That, sadly, is a tough job for his mommy - what with all the walking and getting up and down) He also will put his dish in the sink when he is done eating. He just hops down from the table, walks over to the sink and slips it in. He has to stand on his tip toes to get it in, but he does it. And whenever I start unloading the dishwasher, he is right there to unload things and bring them to me, a big help since it saves me a lot of walking back and forth (as we mentioned before, I don't do well with the walking)
The best thing about all of this, I didn't teach him how to do any of it. I have never once asked for his help unloading the dishwasher or taking his diaper to the trash. He just saw a need and did it. But the one that amazes me the most (and is the biggest help) is that he takes his own dirty dishes to the sink. No one in our family does that! It is our biggest bad habit we need to break. Apparently, Cooper realizes this and has decided it is time for a change.
I tell you what, I really love my little boy. I am so proud of him and so grateful for his help. I know it might not seem like much to most of you, but for me, it truly is a blessing sent from heaven. Mommy loves you Cooper.