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doing dishes...scrubbing bathrooms.....folding laundry

So, i was talking to several friends, and every time i asked "what are you doing?" the answer included chores...the laundry, the dishes, the toilets, the windows....and the list just went on.  As women, our life revolves around the house, the kids, the hubby, the job, the kids the dishes the laundry the billsthekidsthedishesthehubbythesheetsthevacuming....lalala.
And it all seems so THANKLESS.   and such a waste of time...because we can scrub the kitchen clean, but as soon as the kids get home, and dinner starts...it is trashed again.  And wow, you just want to SCREAM!
It's a "Hi, i feel unappreciated" moment.
The kids aren't going to say "thank you" every time they walk in the door and see the house done.  Or clean laundry on their bed.  Or you pack a lunch full of their favorites.  It just isn't going to happen.
We can rebel, and not make dinner, or sort socks, or pack a nice lunch.
And darling spouse isn't going to remember to hug and kiss you every time an amazing meal shows up on the table, or he has clean underwear as soon as he opens his drawer. 
We can stop doing it all....
And what does that solve? 
I admit, there are times, i just want to lose it.  I spend hours cleaning my house, it smells fantastic, looks amazing...and they come home.
And i wonder, did they even NOTICE!?!
After almost 30 years of parenting, i have had to accept the fact that the only one who truly appreciates all the work i do...is me.
while my family does appreciate being able to find things...and have underwear when they need it...and shampoo in the shower...and lunch in their lunchbox, they aren't going to appreciate it every day....they will years from now, when they are the ones doing the laundry, scrubbing or reaching into an empty underwear drawer, but today it is just something that is there and in their life.
And i am okay with that.  Because that means my kids are secure.  They are secure in the fact that mom will take care of them, make sure they have what they need when they need it.  And when i miss a step...or 10, they notice...and they yell "MOM! where are my socks?!?"  And usually, socks appear, flying across the house towards them.  And they sometimes even mutter "thanks" as they get ready for their happy day.
Right now, i get the satisfaction of seeing my house clean until everyone comes home.   And years from now, i know my kids will be thinking of me, when  their kids destroy their home, when the socks are missing, the dinner is on the stove and they and wondering if anyone notices all they have done that day.
And they might even call me and say "mom, i don't know how you did it all"
and i will smile.
I love you.