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I hate you..Like I love you..Laundry

First of all few questions. How many clothes you wash every day? If not every day, how many weekly? Do you fold and put them immediately after drying ? Or you are like me, keeping them on your bed for some time and then with laziness fold the whole load?
I never liked washing clothes by my hand. Initially, my parents did this for me, in college I did it because no one was available to help me. And after marriage, I got a washing machine. I was kind of a person who used to pile up clothes from Monday to Friday and then either on Saturday or Sunday I washed the whole lot in one go. It was the time when I realized that mare having a washing machine can't solve my problem. Even with my machine (which is semi-automatic), I need to put a lot of my energy, mind and time in getting the laundry done. My problem got worse when I found my husband never showing interest in helping me managing laundry. But I am doing this for both of us since last 4 years and now I intensely say I hate you laundry!
The reason is now I am a mother and having a kid increases my laundry 3 times. When my son was only a few months old, he used to throw-up a lot. This always added clothes in the pile which needed same day cleaning. Of course no one can afford stinking clothes at home. I am also a supporter of hygiene and cleanliness. Then winter came and he started wearing pajamas and woolens. Now his peeing added clothes in my laundry bag because initially, we didn't use diapers for him. Again the type of clothes which needed same day cleaning. Also few clothes of poop and regular cloth change after the massage. No one in my family ever noticed, but I should give myself a reward like a pat on the back, a bowl of gulab jamuns or my favorite ice-cream that I did well in washing big-big loads of laundry. I then started using diapers for my son and life got a little relief. Sign! But it never stopped. Now my son is in toddler-hood and like a scientist he wants to quest something out of food. He wants to know how to make a bigger mess. He tries to use every option to break things. He wants to do everything by himself. And no wonder all this leads to many dirty clothes and again increase in my laundry.
Before having kids, we never think how many times in a week we'll wash clothes and how much time of our lives will go in launder, fold and put clothes of our kids. On an average, I wash clothes in every two days. And this doesn't include towels, bed sheets and my husband's clothes. My story doesn't finish here, Picture abhi baki hai... I wash them, drain them, hang them outside for drying. Then in back of my mind, I keep on thinking about them. "Oh it's about to rain and clothes are outside!", " Oh it's hard sun outside, clothes may get fade." I often call my husband and tell him to take clothes inside. Bottom line is, laundry has become the bane of my existence. I don't have much space in my house so clothes get to pile on the bed until I get around to folding it. Initially, I tried to take immediate action on them but with time I have learned to let some things go. I have a toddler at home and not everything I can keep flawless. So I do it when I want to do. Perfectly folded laundry is a hill I don't want to die on. So if you find unfolded cloths in my house, don't judge me instantly. I am a mother!
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