There has been so much written lately about the reality of daily life, what is presented on blogs, and the reactions readers are getting to what is being read, that I thought it was only fitting to share some of my reality too.
My daily life is consumed with my children and sewing. There truly is little time for much else, which explains why there are so few posts on my blog each week. I try to remember to take pictures of the custom orders I have finished, but don't always get the chance to do so before dashing them off to the post office.
I am lucky if I manage to grab the camera to capture something special the kids are doing or a particulary messy event, because I usually just clean it up and move on. I do have a cute picture of my son to share for my Wordless Wednesday tomorrow that I had taken a couple of days ago.
I did manage to get these shots of my daughter's bedroom a couple of days ago. I was saving them for a post when I got the chance, just so that y'all had the chance to enjoy the mess she made of her room.
My daughter Jordan is 5 1/2 yrs old and has Down Syndrome.
She is also an early riser. By early, I mean 5am and she is up. We call her bedroom "Hells Kitchen" after the Fox TV reality show because she is always in her room "yelling" at her "apprentices", banging on her pots, pans, and play food from 5am to 7am. This only stops because I go in to get her to get ready for school.
The other morning she was particulary loud and boisterous, which woke me from a deep sleep. I went in at 5:13am to find her sitting on her bed, facing the wall, and yelling at the top of her lungs for no reason. As soon as I went in, she turned around, laid back down in her bed, waited for me to pull her covers on and rolled over to go back to sleep. Or so I thought. The following pictures document just what she did after I closed her door. The only thing she didn't get into was her closet (she usually pulls all of her clothes off the hangers and empties the drawers in there too.)
I will happily admit that the only part of this mess I cleaned up was her clothes, which I put back in her dresser. It is now 4 days since I took those pictures and her toys are still all over the floor, though in different locations because she has played with them every day since.
The rest of our home is very lived in every day too. I try to do a quick tidy-up each night and then call it a day. I am trying to set aside an hour of books, reading, and cuddle time each night, so any hopes of additional housework is gone. Vacuuming happens on an "as needed" mess-by-mess basis, or at least every couple of days. Dusting, once every couple of weeks, although we do change our air filters every 3 months or so regularly.
With my husbands work schedule and my bag business demands, it is not an uncommon sight to see the pots and pans in the sink in the morning, left from the previous nights dinner. My husband got home before we did last night and was able to do the dishes for me. I did not get home with the kids until 8pm last night because we were at a Special Olympics meeting for Jordan . So sorry, no messy dishes on the counter and sink reality pictures this morning! Maybe probably tomorrow.
I am still moving at a snails pace this week and am still dealing with sinus issues. I have not gotten around to putting all of my pictures and such on the walls of the new sewing room. I did manage to get a shot of my new desk, and also the buffet/hutch my dad refinished for me when I first got them in the room. I am happy to say they still basically look the same as in the pictures. As soon as I get the rest of the fun stuff up, I will try to get a picture of the entire room for you!
I haven't had the heart to share the story about the fate of my pumpkins yet. I am clearly an amateur gardner~not yet the amazing, multitasking gardner/mommie/superwoman I aspire to be.
Everyone said how easy pumpkins are to grow.
But no one warned me about the "other" natural enemies of pumpkin plants in our region. Aside from stray deer (which we have a fully fenced in backyard so that wasn't going to be an issue) and the obvious danger my children and Miss Molly represented. I was able to keep them growing 7 weeks (in the middle of a Hot August in Texas), blissfully unaware of what dangers were lurking out there.
Then, before I could figure out what was killing my pumpkin plants, these had completely infested 14 of my 15 plants. I won't show actual pictures because they are gross, and what they did to my plants is gross. At one point, there was one plant left, which my children promtly trampled and kicked to pieces since it had grown in front of their swing. So no homegrown pumpkins for us this year.
photo courtesy of wikipedia
So with all that shared, I am off to the grocery store, Sam's Club, and then will spend the rest of my afternoon making bags.
This post is dedicated to my sweet friend Lila, whom I will hopefully get to meet someday soon, and to everyone else out there trying to keep it real.
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