Ella getting prepped for her overnight stay at the hospital where a sleep study was conducted to try and find answers. She did surprisingly well, especially with Aaron staying with her. Even the clinic techs commented on how well prepared she was! The only real meltdown occurred when they put the pulse and oxygen meter on her toe instead of her finger. She had been looking forward to having a “flashlight finger”.
More on all this tomorrow. 🙂
I need a place to work. To sew. To write. To knit. Maybe even to read! It needs to be a calm atmosphere, with only my things. No burp rags, bouncy seats, or legos. I need a haven, a creative place to unwind and let go. I’ve tried to carve out a little place at the kitchen table or in the computer area but it gets overwhelmed with regular life. Bills, playdoh crumbs, and naked baby dolls stage a coup and before I know it, they have taken over.
There is an extra room upstairs that is calling my name. It has a sloped ceiling, soft carpet, natural light and a door with a lock. It has clutter and two unused desks that Aaron has claimed for his ham radio hobby. I have the entire room planned out in my mind. I’ve been storing away empty canisters from the kitchen to recycle into organizational bins. Now I just need to see this plan into action.
My goal for this upcoming week is to have Aaron move the desks down to the basement and for me to get the rest of the clutter organized and put in the appropriate place (aka the trash). Once that happens, it’s just a matter of getting the room set up to be functional. After that is all accomplished, the truly hard part comes: finding the time to get up there. Thankfully, Aaron is willing to make that happen. We’re still hashing out the details, but I think we’ll figure out something soon.
The bathtub has become Ella’s preferred creative space. She’s been favoring painting lately and having her create in the bathtub is a lot less hassle.
How about you? Do you have a creative space?
How could you not giggle at these googly eyes?
I love making up stories about photos of days gone by.
What robs your piggy bank!
There’s something more to life than books?
This lady’s style just thrills me. I love how she embraces her feminine curves and inspires me to do the same. I’m so sad 90% of her style isn’t breastfeeding friendly.
Star Wars knitters unite! I ❤ the hair buns!
I’ve got a horrible case of mastitis. I kind of want to curl up and die. Of course, this happened at the most inconvenient time since Aaron just started his “work week” today. My hope was to spend time this weekend writing, but I guess that will have to wait until I no longer have a fever and practically pass out every time I stand up.
*sigh*
I realize this entire blog has been rather wordless here lately. I spent last week in Upstate New York without internet or cell phone and now I’m trying to get back into the groove of blogging. I’m hoping to have some time to get things written here soon. I have so many things swirling in my head that MUST get out but there seems to be no time.
What a darling hat! Or is it a headband? Either way, it’s perfect for pony tails, short hair, long hair and everything in between.
Oh my goodness. I just LOVE owl motifs and this hat makes my heart go pitter patter. It’s in an adult size, too!
And this sweater? How perfect would it be for the beloved geek in your life?
These candles must smell simply divine, hinting at the warmth to come and inspiring us to see past the tail end of winter.
I made it through February. Thank God. Even though it is the shortest month of the year, it just dragged on and on. The dreary cold weather was being to weigh heavily on me and all the old yucky snow in piles along the road made me want to cry.
Then March arrived.
The snow is almost gone from our yard. The sun is shining. I took the kids to the zoo today without a coat! We all had such a wonderful time, I just might take us out again tomorrow. It feels like life is starting to run through my veins again. I never realized how much the lack of agreeable weather was affecting me. Being overcast doesn’t bother me — it’s the bitter cold and slush that prohibits me from getting outside.
I’m beginning to feel more like myself. A smile plays at my lips all day now and I laugh often. Patience is easier to find. Joy is everywhere. Grapefruit tastes like sunshine instead of making me dream of vacation. I’m shedding layers of clothes and reaching for cheerful colors to wear.
Spring is coming.
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