Do you ever feel like you need to get more organisation in your life but things feel so hectic you don’t know where to start? That’s how I’m feeling right now too.
But I’ve decided I need to make a start. I saw a Instagram post and a lady had started just by setting herself a room or 2 in the house per day along with a job you always plan to get round to but never quite get there. Keeping your paperwork in some kind of order for example.
I thought this was a good idea as most days of the week I find myself doing pretty much all of the same things and not getting round sorting through cupboards and boxes or reorganizing as much as I would like to. I find myself faffung and riding up after the kids when really they are all more than capable to do most of it themselves.
So, I am going to make a start. My plan is to make my way though the kitchen and the cupboard downstairs before the end of the weekend, throwing, donating or selling anything that has been left unused for a period of time. May also get to do a bit of shopping for storage solutions. Also will get the kids to do their bit.a bit of responsibility may do them good. I am hoping that once it’s done we will find the enthusiasm to keep on top of it all. Wish doesn’t always happen I must admit. 2 out of my 3 seem to suffer with this same problem.
I love my home I really do. I just don’t have the discipline to keep it looking it’s best all day long. Not that it’s messy or dirty, more lived in. I feel that if I had more routine that I would become better at having the best of both… or is that unrealistic? I am unsure.
I am totally open to suggestions, hints and tips… please help!
Today started off rather pants, Just seems like everyone I met was out to irritate the he’ll out of me.
All changed after school when my eldest daughter came home super excited shaking a letter in my face. She’s been chosen to represent the school in a swimming gala and been told she’s one of the strongest swimmers in her year group. Her face was such a picture i could feel myself filling with tears of pride. As I’ve spoken about before, Laila has dyspraxia and she finds so many things a struggle. Especially when it comes to sports. I am so happy that she’s been recognised for her efforts because she has very weak muscles and gets alot of pain in her legs and back, in some ways it’s harder for her than others an she’s like me, one of the kids that never gets picked for anything, until today!! I just had to tell you all how excited we are!!
I think that your 20s are a strange time. Everything changes from early to mid to late. Your friendships, lifestyle, wants, needs and likes. I became a mom a few months before i turned 20 so i grew up faster than a lot of my friends. And my taste was more of what i thought others would like of find acceptable and was easily led by others opinions so i never really fell in love with our first homes. Which looking back is quite sad.
Now i am a few months from turning 30. We moved into this house 2 years ago and i really feel like i am finally finding my style and have more vision for my home. I have recently added a few bits to my girls room, my room and the kitchen have had a little make over too.
There is plenty more i want to do to, but i am enjoying looking for inspiration and coming up with ideas more than i ever have before! Kx
Yesterday my baby girl turned 9 years old. I cant believe it!
There is just over 11 months between my girls, so right now i have two 9year olds in the house. I am pretty sure there has been a miscalculation somewhere. I cant be old enough to have such grown up children.
Hallie had a lovely birthday and she celebrated with friends over the weekend and we have a girls day out planned this coming weekend.
I always remember my mom taking me and my sisters out for a 1:1 shopping day when we were young, so now they are older and ask for money more than gifts, i really enjoy having those same shopping days with my daughters. Kx
So yesterday, 13th february marks a very important day for me. It was the day i gave birth to my 2nd daughter Hallie Mai. This year she turned 9 years old. Happened within a blink of an eye thats for sure.
It also marks the day of when i nearly died. Nearly leaving a 11month old and a newborn motherless. For years and years i have thought of these 2 things as one. Hallies birthday the day i almost died. And spent years reliving the fear and upset. And blaming myself and my body for something that was out of my control.
When Hallie was born i suffered with a retained placenta. It is thought that the placenta was covering scar tissue that was still healing from Lailas birth as i got pregnant so quickly. So the placenta torn pretty much in half. At staff change over. This information wasnt priperly passed over to new staff so i spent the next 4/5hours bleeding none stop. By the time my consultant came over i could no longer speak, i couldnt grasp a pen to sign my name on the forms for surgery they needed to do and i couldnt lift my body at all. In my head i was fine, i was using all my will and might to move and talk for what was needed.
I remember as i was about to go down to theatre, i was looking at myself. It was like a birdseye view. I really didnt expect to wake up again.
But, this year is the 2nd year that i havent got upset. Or felt the need to relive that day. Yesterday was Hallies birthday. A day to celebrate. And today i remembered that i hadnt remembered and i feel so happy that 9years on i am moving past such a tramatic experience. I am a very lucky mommy. Kx
So i spent most of the night running from one room to another cleaning up sick, emptying sick buckets, holding hair back and comforting 2 of my 3 children. And i can honestly say i am exhausted!
Its really hard to get someone to sit when it comes to sickness. And even if they are sick once and are fine in themselves they have to have the 48 hours off school. I cant help but be torn, torn between wanting to be home to look after my babies and feeling guilty for having to call work and tell them i cant go in for a couple of days. Especially when i said i would do extra hours because they needed me.
I know im not alone here. So many mothers have this guilt feeling, no matter which they are able to do. Its quite sad that as soon as you become a mother that we start to feel guilty for everything. From breast or bottle, to going back to work or not financially contributing to the house hold. To leaving children with sitters or child care to forgetting to practise those spellings… again.
I know im quite good at this mom thing, but theres always room for improvement when it comes to parenting. Just be nice if the guilt would leave us alone to be the moms we have to be.
Just lately i feel like i have grown in confidence. I am more confident in my own likes, wants, needs and style. Especially around our home.
Recently we had a new sofa delivered and well, I seemed to find so much inspiration out of nowhere. I decided i wanted to move one of the old sofas into the far end of the kitchen to make a little snug space hoping to make the kitchen area more sociable. That meant i also needed a new kitchen table to fit else where in the roon. Still trying to be sensible of course, my mom and I went and had a look around a charity shop to see if i could find the type of things I was looking for. I found a table i liked and got it home ready to be painted up. I love the results.
I also picked up some other bits and bobs too.
Not sure where this happy sign will go yet but I really want it somewhere around the house.
I have almost finished redoing my bedroom too. I will share with you soon.