Jill K

Having three kids is a little different from having two kids, and I’m still trying to figure out what the crap I’m doing on a daily basis. I’m not quite sure if it’s the newborn stage or the increased number of humans living in my house that’s throwing me off, but I’m officially thrown off.

My husband is working 2 jobs and is in school full-time, so I’m basically here to stare at my 3 kids all day alone. I’m not complaining, of course. This is every woman’s dream, right? Trying to figure out how to keep the place looking clean and presentable while breaking up fights between the older kids and making dinner and grocery shopping with 3 kids under the age of 4 while the newborn won’t nap and your armpits get all sweaty and you want to sleep because waking up every 2 hours at night to squirt milk at a baby gets really old and then your husband calls to tell you that doing homework is hard?

Well, I think I have found the solution to 3 of those problems I listed in that run-on sentence.

The vacuum, baby.

Recently, my vacuum has presented itself as a triple threat in this household.

1. It vacuums the floor…kind of. It’s old, but it gets 83% of the big chunks for sure.

2. It puts the baby to sleep.

This area around the baby swing is always ever so clean.

3. It makes the kids pick up their toys and other items that should not be on the floor.My kids are convinced that vacuums can suck up barbies and stuffed animals. I’ve never told them otherwise, so once they hear the thing, they go running to clean up their junk.

It’s magical.

Added bonus: While I’m vacuuming for an insane amount of time, I can totally just play on my phone! Play all day on my phone! It’s a good time for me to pretend I don’t have 3 kids crying to be fed.

Thanks, Vacuum.