Why Should I Make My Bed?

I have to admit, I have never seen the logic in making my bed. I have fought with my mom countless times on this particular topic and our conversations used to go something like:


"Dianna, go make you bed."

"Whhhhhy?" (with way too much 14-year-old attitude) "All I am going to do is get back in it again tonight."

'It looks nice and it will feel good when you get home."

"But, that's totally pointless! It takes too much time and I could be doing other things." (my rationale)


 I've pretty much had this stance on bed making my whole life.  Just ask my childhood friend (who literally has made her bed everyday of her life) or my college roommates.  It just wasn't me. I only felt the need to make the bed if we were having company over. 

So the day has come where I can eat my words.  I am 28-years-old and have finally come to the realization that a made bed is a TOTAL game changer for the day. Once that bed is made, my day has officially started.  It just doesn't feel right to lay around in my p.j.'s once it's made.  If the bed is made, I'm in business. And since my business is being a mom and house keeper, this is a wonderful thing.

When people ask me how I am enjoying staying at home with my child, I seem to say I am doing great as a mom.  I know my job is to take care of my little honey bunny.  But, doing the whole house wife thing has had some getting used to.  Getting a routine together is tough for me.  Trying to find the time to get the daily chores done, take care of Carson, and find time for myself is not always easy.  I have TOTALLY underestimated how hard it is to keep the house in order while looking after my little one. 

 Of course before my son arrived  I would fantasize about not having a job and I would get all tickled inside thinking how much time I would have to clean and keep the house in order.  Laundry would be constantly done, dinner would be 5-star quality, and of course, I did all of this looking FAB-U-LOUS!  Well, in reality, I am lucky if I get a 10 minute shower, throw on some work out clothes, and straighten up the kitchen and living room. 

Too many days would go by where I would end up taking care of Carson all day and very little would get accomplished around the house.  So, I noticed when I made the bed, it was a total motivator.  A clean bed would inspire me to clean other areas of the house too. 

So, I guess all who have understood the reasons for this small, simple household task are laughing at me saying,

"Seriously? This is a revelation?"

 But yes, I realized I am a better wife and mother when I make my bed.  My day gets started and I am ready to tackle other things.  (It is also really nice to let down the comforter at night and slip into the cool sheets!)

2014 New Year's Resolution:  Make my freakin' bed!   

Your welcome, mom.