Here's some before and afters.
Old "doodie-brown" rug.
New rug.
(Kinda looks the same doesn't it?)I assure you it's not.
It's a beautiful light beigey-speckeld color.
Old rug.
New rug.
Enjoying the cushy-goodness of the new fibers.
Then, the wrastlin' began...
The Jolly Green Giant
BEFORE Girl broke his nose with her foot...
on the new carpet tonight!
Enjoying the cushy-goodness of the new fibers.
Then, the wrastlin' began...The Jolly Green Giant
BEFORE Girl broke his nose with her foot...on the new carpet tonight!
Is it wrong that I was more worried about blood stains on the new rug than my husband's broken schnozz?
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Girl got a new bicycle this weekend too...__________________________________
What a big girl.And of course it's full of Purpley goodness!!!
She is already a pro with the training wheels...
I never thought she'd get the hang of it so quickly. Now, we have to get on it every day...'Practice makes perfect' she always says...__________________________________
We have a playdate set up for 'us'. Why am I so nervous to have these new people over my house? I've already canceled twice. We went to their house for a playdate and now I am reciprocating. However, I feel like I'll be judged on my crappy housekeeping abilities and clutter. Why do I feel like my poor domestic abilities will be called out? It's not like I live in a sty. My home is beautiful. And fairly neat and tidy. And still being worked on 11 months after we've moved in.
I just can't find a place for the dust and clutter.
Maybe because I'm so sensitive about it. Maybe because every new home we visit is SPOTLESS with not an ounce of dust. Just toys. I have toys. Big deal. How do they not have dust? They have housekeepers. I do not. THAT is the difference.
Keeping up with the Joneses is on a much smaller scale here in my land of Mommyhood. It's measured in dust, not toys.
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I am very overwhelmed this week. It's April. I feel my brain's incessant humming and my heart starting to palpitate more now. It's here and I am working very hard to stay sane. Very hard. I am not successful so far.It's been very difficult, but I am trying to enjoy these moments. I am still learning to live in the moment and not wish my days away...This post tries vehemently to celebrate that.
I *heart* you if you are still reading this.
15 comments:
Yes, it's wrong that your husband's well-being was less important than the stain on a new rug... but it's a common thing among wives, I have found. I could be wailing in agony with a severed thumb and my wife would want to know if the wood I was cutting was going to be stained or just sealed, and if I could sand out the blood spatter.
I so would have been all about the new rug rather than the bloody nose! hehe I am evil!
I would not worry too much about the house, I have been to places that are spotless and others that I would not let a dog eat off the floor. What mattered to me was that Becca and I had a good time.
Living in the moment is so so important!
I am laughing at Sci-fi Dad's comment! It is sad but true! I am sure he will forgive you as he knows how much you are paying for the new carpet! It looks great!
I struggle with the same. Sometimes I worry that I am missing the good parts of life because I can not stop sweating the small stuff. I. can't. do. it. At least you realize it is a problem.....that is something!
Good luck!!
Nice new carpet. What's the old saying? "It's all fun and games until someone gets hurt"?
I hope your husband's nose is OK - and the blood stains came out of the carpet.
SF does look like a pro on that bike. Good for her! Probably won't be long until the training wheels come off.
And, I'm glad to hear you're trying to enjoy the moments. You should. You don't want to regret not enjoying them down the road.
I'd have been worried about the stain, too. Is that so wrong?
Have fun at your playdate. If they say anything about your housekeeping skills, pour a little of your collected dust into their drinks or sprinkle it on their snacks. Now that's a place to collect dust!
Sorry but I couldn't stop laughing that you were more worried about the carpet than Hubby's nose - because I would have done the same thing! Carpet looks great. Love the color!
Dude, that's a perty perty carpet. Noses heal. Carpet stains can be forever. I totally get it. ;-)
What a cutie on her bike! They grow so freaking fast. Is there a pill for that?
Love all the new goodies! And SF is quite the cute little princess with her new bike :)
I try so hard to live in the moment, too. It's not always easy.
Hi. New here. Finding you utterly hilarious. And yes, sadly, I would have responded to the broken nose the same way. Don't get me wrong, I would have made sure it was seen to and that he was going to be okay, etc. But I definitely would have said something like, "Okay, hon, if you're gonna bleed, go do it over there.
You so have your priorities in the right order. 1. New carpet 2. Husband's nose. I don't see the issue.
I hear you about the housecleaning thing. UGH! I could go on FOREVER. I need someone to come in and just make it all so.
The new carpet is nice, but I say hmmmmm as to the choice of color with a small child. I probably have a farm of stains on mine, but because of the color you can't see any unless they are black. I'll get light carpet when the kid is older and the husband is house trained. hehehehe
Bloody noses heal for free. Bloody carpets require cash to "heal". ;-)
YIKES I'd be freaked about blood on the new carpet too LOL. Hmmm my priorities are not too well aligned.
Broke his nose?! That's awful. But it's temporary and blood stains on a rug? Forever.
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