Attempt 003 at Everyday Mama - Marie Kondo Motherhood

So I did a bit of research (Wikipedia basically) and found out that Mari Kondo is a mother. Now how is this information relevant to my life or any mother for that matter? Hell we are all Mari Kondos without a fancy Netlix show, few billion bucks and zero social media validation for our laundry organizing skills. (Can I put that on my resume when I rejoin work? )

Nevertheless, I'm sure most mothers spend every minute of their blissful baby sleep minutes folding laundries. Its like god dropped a Diva in your house who decides to swap styles  every hour. Actually if I re-do the math its two sets of clothes, four sets of cloth diapers and one piece of burp cloth every two hours. Now this is variable (just like the peanut salary most working mothers are paid for) from one house hold to another. However, a pile of clothes is a pile of clothes that seems like a mountain. 

But like every motherhood win, this pile of laundry has taught me more about organizing than my work life and this has groomed me to be more competent in a strict timeline. So that makes me a one hundred percent fit for contesting in Olympics and an IAS officer.Where is my medal ?

On a serious note, I never imagined that a task like laundry would help me grow. I made my life easier by buying smaller boxes for diapers, clothes, burp clothes and other baby essentials. Now it is just a matter of folding and putting things into its respective boxes, just like your feelings (burn). 

So all in all it was a motherhood win and I'm already dialing up some producers at Netflix for my very own Everyday Mama show. 

Baby A - 0. Mama P - 1

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