I must say that this week has been a lot more difficult than I thought it would be. I miss our old house so much it hurts. It feels like a death in some ways. I'm trying to allow myself to mourn, while also trying to focus on all of the exciting projects I want to take on in the new house.
I think more than the physical house, I miss the life that we had there, the memories we made, and how much fun I had turning it into our cozy nest for 5 very eventful years of our lives. I miss all of the cute arrangements of things I had on the walls, in the built-in cabinets, on the kitchen counter.
Now that we are in the new house, I have a million + 1 ideas of how to decorate and turn this house into our home. I desperately want to get all of those things out of their boxes and find them new homes. But I know that it is going to take time, lots of time. The boys make it difficult to have a spare minute to do anything, especially now that they are in the crawling/standing up/I think I can walk so I'm going to try and fall over and bonk my head stage. It is exhausting keeping track of them. And it is hard for both the hubby and myself to accept the fact that if we want to get anything done, we have to rely on family to help watch the boys. I know we both can't wait for the day when we are self-sufficient again. While the boys are a joy, it is also very frustrating at times. Just keeping it real folks. Parenthood isn't all warm fuzzies...it is actually about 20% warm fuzzies, with the rest being split up between exhaustion, frustration, and just overall running on fumes. At least it is when you have twins and both work full time. OK...enough of this pity party.
I'm trying to break down the organizing/decorating efforts into small and manageable projects. It is amazing how getting even the smallest thing accomplished can really lift your spirits. For example, yesterday I purchased a lovely oil rubbed bronze shower caddy at Walmart (because we no longer have Target...but that is a story for another day). I attached it to the wall opposite the shower head with a command adhesive hook and voila! Instant happy moment for Mandy. When I got in the shower this morning it was so nice to have the shampoo etc. up off the the edges of the tub. It is definitely the little things.
My apologies for this long, rambling post sans pictures...I promise I will try to take some soon, even if they aren't very impressive. :)
7 comments:
Some days a pity party is just what we need.
♥ Ya!
I totally understand where you are coming from on the warm fuzzies!
I understand what you're saying - on all counts. Like I said before, I still mourn my last house quite a bit, and we only lived there 3 years. As each year passes and you make the house your home, you'll grow an attachment to your new place just like you did your last place. Plus, it's hard to feel a connection when things are so unsettled. There's nothing worse than seeing full boxes lying all over the place and not having the time to just get it done. It'll all come together! I can't wait for more pics!
You have a captive audience so make sure you post plenty of pictures showing your progress!
Husband and I have lived in many places over the year, but we haven't ever been really attached to any of them. Heck - we don't really like the home we own right now, lol. I blame myself for this - I haven't decorated anything and have a completely blank slate and no sense of style :)
Ah, Mandy.....I'm so glad you're so honest on your blogs. Today was NOT one of those "warm fuzzies" days of being a mom. It's nice to know that I'm not the only one...and I'm a stay at home mom with only 1 child! I guess in every situation, things can be rough. Thank you for being SO honest!
Love the pictures of the house in progress. What a scrapbook these will make.
I agree with the parent warm and fuzzies. But, unlike you, I only had one baby at a time. You have double the work!
Oh Mandy, I can't imagine how exhausted you must be. You need another "Me" day :) Lots of hugs! xoxo
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