Honestly, I kind of needed the break, because parts of our house have been turned upside down for the past two or three weeks. We completely repainted/redecorated our master bedroom and bath, and I have assigned my husband so many projects that he could start his own DIY show by now (if you want to know how to turn a plain 'ole door into an amazing headboard, he's your guy.) I'm thrilled to announce that we found the perfect shade of gray for our bedroom - Stratus - and that greenish Winter in Paris turned out to be a great spa-like shade for the bathroom.
We also finally switched from a queen bed to a king size, and I feel like I have been lounging in a high-class hotel suite for the past week. I mean, it's the size of a small island!
Many of our friends gaped and gasped at the fact that we had three kids and were still snoozing on a queen-sized mattress. And I have to agree, on the many, many nights that one or two small beings slept between us and I struggled to stay on my sliver of sleep space, I realized just how small it was.
But, I have this weird nostalgic tie to inanimate objects that is completely and utterly ridiculous, and for some reason I had a hard time letting that mattress go. It was the first one we had in our first home and moved with us three times. It saw me through three pregnancies and three babies, all of whom slept right by me on that mattress for months into their first year. It endured six small jumping feet and a countless number of Olympic-worthy cannonballs. It definitely had put enough time in. I do feel better knowing that our old mattress will undergo a restorative process and will then be donated to one of three groups in our area devoted to assisting families in need. Another mother out there will be able to tuck her babies in at night, and that gives me peace.
Oddly enough, the three small men did not even notice the change. They took right to the new bed, ensuring that it received a proper welcome and initiation by jumping on it thoroughly and then making a tent under the new duvet cover that minutes before had been spread out all even and wrinkle-free. Exactly what I expected, and you know what? The bigger bed makes my kids look smaller - almost like babies again :)
Here are some photos post make-over, and later this week I'll share some funny stories about the small men. They've been busy 'round here.
Happy March!
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| Fell in love with this lamp from Pier 1. Got it 10% off plus $20 off that! |
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| Our awesome crackle-finish headboard. Made from a $30 door from Lowe's. Yep - thirty dollars! |
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| The chalkboard says it all. :) |
