A Minimalist Parenting Journey:
Less Stuff. More Sanity. Slightly Fewer Goldfish on the Floor.
Here’s a story shared by a simply sanely mom…It started with a mountain of laundry and a meltdown. Mine, not the kid’s.
There I was, knee-deep in plastic dinosaurs, mismatched socks, half-empty markers, and sippy cups from a presidential administration ago — wondering how we got buried in this much stuff. My house looked like a daycare collided with a dollar store. And yet… no one could find their shoes.
So I did something radical.
I stopped buying, started donating, and dared to believe that maybe — just maybe — we didn’t need all this to be good parents.
The Reality: Kids Need Love, Not 47 Outfits
Minimalist parenting isn’t about depriving your kids or living in a stark white cube. It’s about making room — for what matters, for who they are, and for you to breathe in your own damn living room. It’s choosing quality over chaos, connection over clutter, and sanity over stuff.
Happy Starts Here. It Begins w/ You.
What Changed?
- We own fewer toys. They actually play with them now.
- We have fewer clothes. Laundry is still hell, but slightly less so.
- We say “no” more. And shocker — the world didn’t end.
- I stopped measuring my motherhood by how full my cart was at Target.
What I Gained:
Time. Space. Peace. And the shocking realization that a clean floor really does improve your mood.
Simply Sanely
Minimalist parenting isn’t a perfect system. It’s a practice. Some days, we still trip over Legos and give in to Happy Meal toys. But we’re no longer drowning in stuff — just occasionally treading it. And that’s what I call progress.