life, love & laundry
Summer is so crazy – so much going on and yet it all goes by so quickly.
Its so funny that only a week has gone up since my Random thoughts post. Since then:
Man I have been weepy lately. I cried my way through Mrs Broccoli Guy’s post. I cried my way through Toy Story 3. I have found myself repeatedly flipping through old photos on Flickr (since, you know, albums are so yesteryear!) and lamenting the loss of those times in my life. I have been putting off Driver’s Ed road practice, not only because I fear for my life :), but also because it it is just another step closer to adulthood for my kids. I am cutting way WAY back on everything, including things I truly love, so I can focus more on my kids since it has become increasingly obvious that they will not stop growing or aging while I get my sh*t together or pursue my own hobbies and interests.
To make matters worse, I have been blessed with this daughter who has, since we first met her, strives to age faster, do more, act older and accomplish beyond her years in any way possible. This includes, as formerly mentioned, her desire to lose teeth. Gag. And go off to school. She just wants to go go go.
And now, amongst all the rest of the things I lament, we can add “reader” to the list. My last baby is a reader.
I have done all I can to avoid this reality. It has been months since her last “reading lesson”, as she calls them (not because she finished the book but because we got busy and she stopped asking). I avoid drilling her on the spelling of words and I don’t even know if she knows all her letter sounds. Because she just turned 4. And she doesn’t need to know these things. She needs to play and have fun. She has the rest of her life for academics. But a funny thing happens to a kid who is ready to read. They read anyway. They don’t wait around for you to teach them. They keep developing and moving forward, in spite of you (or is it to spite you?! :)).
Back when Addy was learning to draw I recognized this familiar pattern with her. She’d draw and draw and draw and then…just stop. She wouldn’t really draw a thing for weeks and weeks. And when she’s pick up the chalk to draw again much later? Her skills had vastly improved. It was like she had to take a physical break to let the cognitive catch up. Same thing happened with reading. She was really into it for weeks and then just stopped. Didn’t write a word or spell a word or ask about letter sounds at all for months. Until suddenly she started again. And this time she was sounding out words and breaking apart all the words she ordinarily says into syllables and pointing out middle sounds and end sounds and rhyming words and all these things she never realized months ago.
So I finally picked up some little first reading books for Addy to tackle this fall. I gave them to her a few days ago, in the midst of this newly discovered love affair with words, and she read through the first two like she’s been practicing for weeks. It made my heart sing. And then broke it. But it will heal. I’m proud of my girl. But it is hard not to think about all the firsts that will never happen again.
No more diapers. I used to rejoice in this thought and then I read a friend’s blog about her diapering choices for her newborn baby and I felt a pang of jealousy. Jealous! Over diapers!
No more bottles or nursing. Ever.
No more first toddles. We have a lot of little friends with 1 year old siblings taking their first steps these days and every time I see those videos on Facebook, a stab of envy jolts through my heart.
No more first words. First little sentences. First little songs. First time saying “I love you”.
No more first little stick figure drawing. Or first time pedaling a bike. Or first time putting on shoes. Or drinking out of a cup.
Or drifting off to sleep in my arms.
There are a million and one firsts that will never be a part of my life again.
And I guess I’m just incredibly selfish. Because I know that there are plenty of firsts ahead for me. But honestly? I am not looking forward to the first time my kids tell someone else “I love you”. I mean, I want that for THEM. But it will just be further proof that they are breaking away and growing up. And there is plenty of proof of that all over the place. I don’t need more.
Louis C.K. has his new show on FX that is supposed to be funny but I just find it incredibly depressing. In a recent episode, he and Pamela Adlon (whom I also love and who is always hilarious) confess the most horrible thought they ever thought about their children. Louie admits that his horrible thought is that he wants to kill himself when his youngest child turns 18 (see? Not funny). While I don’t have plans to off myself just because I have no more children to raise, I understand the sentiment. No way I can turn back the hands of time but it is just as useless to lament the loss of the past, right? Better to use that passion to live in the present and really enjoy it as much as humanly possible because if I don’t, when my kids do turn 18 I am definitely going to wonder what the hell I wasted all my time on while they got older without me.
Don’t you hate it when you have so many thoughts going through your head that you wake up at all hours of the night unable to do anything but let the thoughts cycle through your brain? The irony is that the more sleep I lose, the less energy I have to get stuff done which means the more stuff gets piled up in my brain. Enter vicious cycle.
In my thoughts these days:
This wasn’t just operation flooring but more like “operation realize Nicki’s vision”. When we moved into this house I immediately wanted the carpet gone and replaced with hardwood or laminate. I hated that crappy carpet. I don’t even hate carpet overall – just this carpet. I missed the plush, awesome carpet from the house we left in Michigan. This carpet sucks. Plus it was put in all rag-tag and the transitions between tile and carpet were never put down so we spent the last 3 years stepping on carpet tacks every time we stepped on the entrances into the dining or living room.
So it has been a long time coming. I think we didn’t expect to live here this long. This was supposed to be a “transition house” to something we would be happier in. We signed the lease basically sight unseen and this house? Sucks. It’s dark, has no closets, the layout is awful, it has no pantry or utility room or office (and when two of us work from home, at least one office is pretty essential), the kitchen is the size of an apartment kitchen. I really do not love this house. But the kids love their friends and that’s more important to me than the house. So we re-upped for another 2 years here at which point I was totally happy to throw down some cash to make it feel more like a home and less like someone else’s house that I hate.
When we moved in, the walls were all this color:

Not awful – at least it wasn’t “apartment white”. But it is drab and lifeless – neither soothing nor cheery. And the ceiling has that popcorn spray stuff all over it that I *hate* but not much we can do about that.
Here’s a picture of the carpet up against the paint (and a teeny tiny A-M!!). Other than the kitchen and family room, the entire house is this nasty carpet and paint:

Then we painted just this one wall red:

It was better but I pretty much immediately started wishing we could paint the entire room blue instead. I know, I know….so indecisive.
Three years later…I found the perfect blue, ordered up some flooring and commenced Operation Realize Nicki’s Vision. Ahhh – it felt so good to actually be making real visible change in our dank, dark, boring house.
Here’s the room after the blue paint and right after we ripped out all that nasty carpet (iphone – sorry!).

And the complete project, more or less.
The bookshelves need to be reorganized, need new baskets and I should get the vacuum cord out of the picture. None of the pictures have been hung either. Oh and the cable cord runs along the left side of the room until we can get AT&T out to install a new outlet. Also you can’t really appreciate the area rug, which pulls the room together nicely with flecks of light and dark blue. But I am too lazy to get out my camera, so I’m relying on the iphone. Also we’re replacing the sofa soon with something less green. I love that sofa, though, so it will rotate to another room where it is more needed. Wow – that makes it sound like it isn’t even close to being done! ha! It’s a work in progress.
And Dalton apparently needs new socks :)
But most of all? You would never look at this room and think “Wow, they live in a dark den”, right? Look how light and bright it looks! I love it!!
I have to say, one of the surprising perks of this project was working with my hubby for 3 straight days. In the past we would have killed each other over a project like this but we worked surprisingly well together and it was actually a ton of fun! I got a bit testy today when we Tony cut and nailed all the quarter-round molding but I blame my complete lack of sleep last night. I seriously got about 3 hours and that, combined with my exhausted and sore muscles, made me really irritable. Tony wasn’t the only victim. Plus also we just pretty much suck at molding. We did a pretty awesome job laying the laminate but the molding is definitely imperfect. And yet? Better than any of the other crappy jobs that were done in this house prior to our move-in.
Now onto the big game room make-over. It will be a ton of work but nothing technical so at least there won’t be much to screw up :) I will definitely do before and after shots. You will wonder how we even functioned in that pit of a room up until now. All I can say is that we crammed a LOT of stuff into a VERY small space pretty much unsuccessfully for way too long.
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