Parenting Has Too Many Emotions

Keeping a clean house while raising a family. It's a subject I don't even pretend to have any knowledge or advice on....seriously. I started my marriage as a young woman who lived a little on the sloppy side, despite my best intentions. Over the years, I've learned how to keep a house clean, and i have even become a tidier...although that one is a work in progress.
Since having children I have again had good intentions. Intentions of teaching them how to clean up after themselves, and how to respect our home and help me do some of the main chores.
Well, the process has worn me down over the years. Day after day of them dropping things and not picking up after themselves, years of pulling clothes out of their drawers just to find one shirt. Ugh. I want to teach my girls to take care of things, but I feel so defeated. I keep asking myself what in doing wrong, and how I can be more diligent in teaching them these skills.
I know I'm not alone....there is articles everywhere about tornado toddlers, and houses that don't remember what they used to look like. I nod my head as I read them. I feel you, fellow moms. Will our houses ever be clean again?
There are exceptions. I have a friend who is not online, and her kids really do help her keep the house clean. She is a naturally good housekeeper herself, and so I assume it just rubbed off on her kids. I admire her so much and wish I could just figure out a smidgen of how she does it.

Anyways, this might sound like it's a post about me complaining about my children and the state of my house, and it is a bit, but that's not the point. Lol.
Another friend of mine mentioned last summer that her kids do most of the cleaning at their house. My interest was piqued. She has four kids that are the same ages as mine. How did she do it?
In our house it goes something like this:
Me: "I will do this. Even if it takes all day, I will patiently coach the girls through doing these chores. They will only learn by doing it, and I will teach them to do a good job."
1 hour later
Me: "i could have loaded the dishwasher 6 times by now. Myka and danica, stop fighting, i dont care if you think it's fair. Forget it, Just go play outside, I'll just do it myself! Aaaaargh!

Anyways, this year I asked her how she did it. She gave me some tips and made it seem doable, so I've been implementing those tips, along with heaps of prayers for patience, and wisdom.

Today it happened. For the first time ever, each girl completed her chores with minimal complaining. Danica whined a bit, but myka went and helped her once she was done with her chore. By the time Daniel and I left on our date this afternoon my kitchen was clean, the living room was cleaned, and the toy room was neat and tidy. Whaaaaat?! Seriously, what just happened!? I spent the afternoon so happy at our breakthrough. It's been so long coming.

And then tonight I read an article posted by a friend about milestones...about kids growing up and little things ending, like washing their hair for example. It was a great article, and then the sadness hit. My girls are growing up. My house stayed clean all day because of them for the first time ever. It's a good milestone to hit, but maybe it means some other milestones are coming to an end too.
Seriously, I know this post is just a mess of emotion. Hashtag momlife.