I Am Not Revolutionary

A few months ago, I was walking through my house with a newborn in one hand and coffee in the other and trying to pick up CLOTHES all over my house — some dirty, some clean, some questionable.

I had a brilliant idea.

I was going to put a little Target basket in the boys’ bathroom to collect all of the clothes. Heck, if they are not dirty but are somewhere random in my house, throw them in the basket anyway. A good ole rewash never hurt anyone.

I found the basket in my Max’s closet holding random stuffed animals. Emptied those and put the random assortment of clothes I’d gathered in it, put it in a corner in their bathroom, and admired my ingenuity.

I snapped a picture — no, I have no idea where I was holding my iPhone — I already told y’all I was holding coffee and a newborn …

I thought to myself — I am going to share this on my Instagram and maybe even write a blog post about it. This is genius!

I walked away proud as hell only to realize — No, Rebecca. You are not revolutionary.

It is called a laundry basket.

Yep. It is a laundry basket. And I looked it up on the google. People have been using laundry baskets for decades.

But if you have read this far and still have faith in me and my humanity, hear me out.

I am not revolutionary. And neither are most of the people we compare ourselves to on a daily basis.

Whether it is your best friend who has her life completely together, the bloggers you follow who somehow come up with seemingly revolutionary life hacks on the daily, or that mom at drop off who has a full face of makeup on when you just managed clean underwear.

We all have our strengths.

And we all do what works for us. Sometimes we have GENIUS ideas like putting baskets in bathrooms for dirty clothes and it really makes things easier on us and changes our perspective. But the same goes for your bestie, favorite blogger, and mama in the carpool line. We all have our tips and tricks to get us through a day. We all do what works for us.

You just have to trust yourself.

If you find a new use for a chip clip or empty can of formula, trust yourself. Apply the hack to your life and share it with your people. Who cares if everyone else already does it or has been doing it since they could walk? What matters is that it works for you and there could be one person in your life who could really benefit from that tiny little hack.

I am not revolutionary. But I do not have to be revolutionary.

But I am learning to trust myself and trust my mama instincts. And I just recently discovered that cute little Target baskets in my bathrooms really help me out. You should try it if you haven’t already. It’s called a laundry basket. 😉

Rebecca Autin
Rebecca is an attorney by day and a toddler wrangler by night. She is a product of divorced parents and grew up in both Thibodaux and Franklin, Louisiana. Rebecca attended Loyola University of New Orleans and Southern University Law Center. Rebecca married her high school bestie in 2012. Quinton and Rebecca went through months of infertility before giving birth to Maxwell Lincoln in 2015. In 2016, they were surprised by a baby boy due in June 2017. But, in February 2017, they suffered with incompetent cervix and delivered sweet Theodore Paul too soon. In October 2018, after an incredibly difficult pregnancy, a cerclage, and a whole bunch of bedrest, Fitzgerald Joseph was born -- a happy, healthy, and perfect rainbow. If you can't find Rebecca, you can summon her with pot of freshly brewed coffee or look for her in Target or behind the kitchen island where she is hiding from her kids with a very generous pour of red.


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