[Destination]: A Clean, Organized Kids’ Closet

We finally did it!  We moved the girls into the same room, and they are loving it.  I have to say, I’m loving it, too.  It has it’s moments, like naps are pretty much irrelevant at this point for my youngest when the oldest is in there with her.  And they tend to wake each other up in the mornings.  But, all in all, this has been such a great experience, and I’m so glad we finally got ourselves organized enough to do it!

Moving Little B over to Big B’s room was a smooth transition.  However, moving her stuff has taken quite some time to actually accomplish.  DH and I had to figure out how to get clothes and other items to fit into the room without dressers taking over the entire space.  I think I’ve said before (or at least meant to say before) that we have had WAY too many clothes in our house.  Thank God I actually purged a bunch of that stuff already!  I couldn’t even imagine trying to fit two little girls with oodles of clothes into the same room before.  Now, it’s totally doable.  And not only because of the decluttering…

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The original inspiration for this project came from a pin on Pinterest from iHeartOrganizing.  However, after looking at prices and realizing we would probably need a little more storage space in the closet itself, we decided on a DIY shelving system that could hold more storage bins.  The photo above is what DH and I finally agreed upon…and I couldn’t be happier!  Each girl gets her own set of colored bins (the blue ones are for overflow), and each bin holds something different (one has socks/underwear/swimsuits, one has PJs, and the other has seasonal bottoms).  The bins on the bottom shelf hold each girls’ shoes.  I need more hangers, but I’m hanging shirts on the bottom and dresses on the top, and each girl gets one side of the closet.  

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We’re actually close to not needing ANY dresser in their room…ANY!  I’m already coming up with things to do with the extra space (a little reading nook in their room, since they have so many books – add that project to the list).  

While this all may have started from a simple pin, it’s leading me towards becoming content with what we have.  Is this my dream house?  No.  But turning it into our home is bringing peace.  It’s also helping our family to realize there are more important things than “keeping up with the Joneses”.  Maybe someday we’ll have our dream house, and we’ll keep taking steps to get to that point.  For now, this is where God has us, and I need to leave all of this up to Him.  I’m blessed to have a roof over my head, food on the table, and family and friends by my side to share in this joy.  I pray that you all learn to be content wherever you are, too.

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[Destination]: A Happy Mommy

Boy, there are days (many, in fact) where I feel like a Monster Mommy.  I’m constantly telling my kids “no” and “don’t do that” and “stop it”.  And, of course, there’s the yelling and screaming.  My kids do not respond well to that.  Then, I feel bad when I’ve made them cry, start to cry along with them, and find myself apologizing for the way I acted.  It’s bad.  And I hate it.

You see, my kids are really good kids.  I’ve been blessed with two very loving, very strong-willed, and very well-behaved daughters.  I’ve even been blessed with a boy (who’s on the way in October).  So many people tell me how well my daughters play together and how nicely they interact with each other.  And, I have to admit, they really do.

So why does Monster Mommy come out on occasion you ask?  Because this mommy has issues.  There, I’ve said it.  I have issues.  Unfortunately, I have my own demons that I have yet to deal with, and they come out at my kids when they’re not acting exactly as I think they should be at that moment.  I hate it.  My girls are 2- and 4-years-old.  They act like 2- and 4-year-olds act.  And that should be ok.

Being a mom is a tough job.  I know that when I left my life in the corporate world to be a stay-at-home-mom, I got a lot of strange looks (especially from the men).  I left a fairly well-paying position as a manager where I got to direct adults, teach them new ways of doing things, and run my department, to instead go change diapers, clean up the house, and teach my kids to share their toys and wipe their noses.  I’m pretty sure that some of the men in my company thought I was absolutely nuts, and that I was taking the “easy way out”.  My former boss actually told me that I would be back in less than a year.  Nice vote of confidence, huh?

I’ll tell you right now, I would not trade my life for the world.  Yes, I’ve thought about throwing in the towel once or twice (or maybe twenty times).  But then I take a look at my kids, even when they are screaming and fighting and making a huge mess, and I know that I’ve made the right decision for my family.  I haven’t seen my husband more thrilled than last night when he walked in the house, dinner was in the oven, and there I was, barefoot and pregnant, vacuuming the living room.  That may sound like something out of the 1950s, but honestly, I couldn’t have been happier either.  Life makes sense now.

So what’s the strategy from here on out in order to not be Scary Monster Mommy anymore?  I really don’t know.  There might be no way to avoid me this way, but I will try.  I’ll keep asking for help, look to God in times of need, stop and think about what I’m about to say, grow and change and become a better person all around.  But, for now, I have to accept the good with the bad and know that, while it’s not always easy, it is ALWAYS worth it.

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[Destination]: Clean Laundry

I still have intentions of doing some sort of organizing today; however, if I don’t get to it, I’m not too concerned.  An impromptu pillow fight that started out between my husband and the girls and then turned to just me and my four-year-old was just the medicine that was called for today.  It reminded me that, while it’s important to keep your home clean and only have what you need, it’s more important to have a pillow fight with your kids.  We laughed, ran into each other, stole each others’ pillows, and had a great time.  Our hair was a mess and we couldn’t stop smiling.  I’ll take that joy any day.

I know it sounds weird, but while I’m decluttering and removing the excess from my life, I’m slowly finding that I’m able to enjoy all life does have to offer even more.  In a recent post of mine, I listed a few physical and emotional things that clutter and excess can actually cause you if you don’t get a handle on it.  Depression, anxiety, weight gain, and a serious depreciation in our quality of life have all hit me pretty hard in the past.  I just never realized how much damage they were actually doing at the time.  I used to sit and think that this was just the way that I was.  Maybe depression and anxiety were just a large part of who I was.  

Just over the past five days, I’ve found that this is definitely not the case.  When I’ve said that I breathe a little easier now, I mean it.  I have more control over my life than I’ve ever felt that I have.  And it’s the little things like doing a load of laundry every day (and folding and putting it away), and straightening up and putting things back where they belong that has brought peace to my otherwise chaotic-feeling life.  Every donation bag I put into the back of my van provides a little more satisfaction of where my life is and where it’s going.  Clear thoughts, clearer vision, and happiness in the blessings I’ve been given…that’s the direction of this destination.  And I’m moving closer every single day.

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