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Nursery DIY A,B,C’s

29 Sep

Shortly after my husband and I moved into our house, we found out we were expecting a baby.  Much of our time here has been spent updating minor things and making sure that our home is in order.  Attentiveness to decorating our children’s rooms has been somewhat low on the list.  My baby is now 14mo old and I am FINALLY getting around to creating some fun decorations for his room.

The absolute best part about this creation is that it cost me under $5 to make!!  If you don’t have the items on hand, I can imagine this project costing at most $15.

What you need:

  • An old pair of jeans
  • scissors
  • glue
  • glitter
  • yarn/ribbon/twine
  • mini clothespins (I got both colored and plain wood)  <—the only thing I had to purchase
  • push pins

 

Using a pair of jeans that my 10 year old son had grown out of and a pair of scissors, I proceeded to cut hearts out of the jean material. 

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Each heart out is a different size creating variation for a visually interesting piece.

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Make sure that you have at least 27-28 hearts in case you make a mistake later in the project.

Next, you will need glue and glitter.

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Draw a letter of the alphabet on a heart with the glue and then sprinkle glitter onto the glue (gently tapping off the excess).

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Set the letters aside to dry overnight.

The glue will bleed through the back of the jean material, so be sure to put each heart on a hard surface that can be cleaned easily once they are fully dried.

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Once the letters are dried, you will need yarn, ribbon, or twine and your mini clothespins.

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Shake off any additional glitter and then attach each letter to the yarn/ribbon/twine with the mini clothespins (you may need to readjust the letters a bit later)

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Be sure to make a loop before the “A” and after the “Z”.

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Once you are done attaching your letters, carefully take the finished project to the nursery as well as a handful of push pins. 

Push a pin into each end of your nursery wall and then hang the string of letters up using the loop at the beginning of the “A” and the end of the “Z”. 

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Once you’ve hung the “A” and “Z” end up, go through and push a few pins in at different points along the string of letters to create a wave pattern on the wall.  If you’d like, you can also hang the letters more tightly so it forms a straight line across the wall.

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I had to go along and adjust some of the letters so they weren’t hanging funny off of the yarn after I pinned each section up.  You may need to do this as well so each letter can be seen properly. 

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I loved this project because it was easy, took only a moderate amount of time (easily broken up into segments which works for busy moms like myself!), and was almost free!!!  The only thing I had to purchase were the mini clothespins, which I found at Hobby Lobby for around $3.  Aren’t they darling!!!

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Baby boy loves it too!  ❤

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Softness Worth Sharing

30 Oct

As I listened to my 9 year son coughing and sniffling the other day, I realized that cold and flu season are about to hit us full force.  Don’t you just hate it when your friends and loved ones are feeling under the weather?  I’m sure most of you are like me and would love a way to brighten their day but to also help them feel better.

Well, Kleenex has made that possible with an initiative called “Softness Worth Sharing”.  There couldn’t be an easier way to show how much you care!  Specially marked tissue boxes or tissue box bundles will have a code on them for purchase at your local retail store.  Once you purchase your box of Kleenex you simply go to https://www.kleenex.com/softness/ and enter the code to send someone a lovely Kleenex Brand Share Pack or Kleenex Brand Care Pack!

If you purchase a single box of specially marked Kleenex tissues, entering your code with allow you to also share a box of Kleenex with a friend in need via The Kleenex Brand Share Pack.

If you purchase a bundle of Kleenex boxes (typically 3 boxes come in a bundle), you can send a get-well package via The Kleenex Brand Care Pack.  This Care Pack goes a bit above and beyond with the inclusion of a lip balm, hand sanitizer, Kleenex Brand Share Pack, Kleenex Brand Slim Pack, and a card that allows you to download up to 4 songs from select music artists!  How fun is that?

I’m sure this would definitely boost someone’s spirits if they were to receive a lovely surprise like this.

I hope you have enjoyed this wonderful tip and are able to use it as a way to ‘kick off’ this year’s season of giving!

Best wishes for health and wellness to everyone.  🙂

On the Heels of Success…

15 Oct

I am sitting here with dirty hair, an iced capp, a glass of water, and a forlorn look on my face.  The baby is still in his car seat.  I’ll probably leave him there for a bit since he is sleeping and I need a moment of silence.  I’m forlorn because yet again, I failed at this thing called parenthood.  This failure naturally comes right on the heels of awesome successes, but the mistakes just seem so much more giant to me than the perfections.

A few minutes ago, I barked a quick ‘I love you’ and stern ‘be good in school’ and frantic ‘hurry up’ at my son as he scrambled out of the car to get in to school before the bell rang.  His responses were in tune with mine and thankfully he made it to school on time.  I drove away, shaking my head, super frustrated with myself.  Tim Horton’s tried to sugar soothe my bruised ego a bit with a cinnamon roll and iced capp but to no avail.  I still feel miserable.

Remembering to set your alarm is a great thing to do.  I did that!  Woo!  But, remembering to set your phone to ‘alarm’ or ‘vibrate’ or ‘ring’ would have been much more helpful than the ‘silent’ that I left it on.  So, yea, my alarm went off…silently and I kept sleeping…silently.  Waking at 7:40am to my almost 3 month old baby’s cries wasn’t so bad.  I mean, school starts at 8:30am and we live 2 minutes away, so that wasn’t a huge deal.  I got my 9 1/2 year old up and in the shower, changed the wee babe, and started nursing him.  Once my eldest son was dressed and ready to go, I had him check his book bag to make sure he got all the papers out and put his reading book in.  I heard an “Oh man!!” from him as he pulled things from his bag.  “What?!” I yelped.  “I had homework and totally forgot about it!!” he cried.  Of course then I went off with pointless parental questions such as “Why didn’t you remember?” or “Don’t you realize how important getting your homework done is?” or “Why did you do that?”  Sigh.  Naturally, I got equally as pointless answers.  Now, here I am wondering to myself how in the heck this happened.  I always check his book bag and make sure he gets his work done, but here we are, Monday morning, frustrated with one another and a large project unfinished with only 27 minutes left before school begins.  I started pressing him to get as much done as possible which was a pointless venture considering the sizable amount of information he would have to retain and record.  My perfectionist brain got upset when I looked over his paper and saw spelling errors and so he heard about that too.  I’m just not a picture of love and flower blossoms when I’m feeling the heat and turning into frazzle dazzle mommy.

Reluctantly, I wrote a note to his teacher explaining that her student failed at remembering his homework and therefore it is unfinished and I failed at checking up on him until too late.  That was painful.

As I nurse my drink, I realize that in the hustle and bustle of the morning, I completely forgot that our Friday routine got thrown off by a wedding I was matron of honor in.  I mean, generally, when he gets off of the bus on Friday, as soon as he comes in the door I ask him if he has any homework.  If he does (and he often does), I make him do it right away.  But, this past Friday, my husband picked him up for school, got him and our baby ready for a wedding, and carted them off to the church to celebrate with the lovely couple.  The whole evening was filled with celebratory festivities.  The next day, we did chores together as a family.  I had a vocal audition which scared the crap out of me.  Then, we left as a family and went shopping for diapers, paint, and a halloween costume in the dreary rainy weather, came home, ate nachos, watched a movie, and went to bed.  It was a good day.  Sunday, we had church, went to lunch with friends, dressed up and went to the State Theatre to watch Scared Shrekless, walked to the library, checked out some books, went home, did more chores, ate dinner, and then read books together until it was time for bed.  I fell asleep Sunday evening feeling happy about how successful the weekend had been even though my house is a cluttered mess and my refrigerator and pantry are pretty empty.  And then this…  this failure.

As a parent, mistakes like this really make me feel low, stupid, weak, and like a complete and utter failure.  I mean, I know super moms who are probably going to read this blog and smile at my simplicity and think of a hundred ways I could have organized my weekend better and why I shouldn’t be flying by the seat of my pants.  I wish I didn’t even think of the super moms.  I definitely didn’t ‘save the day’ here.

But, while driving home earlier, I had a thought.  As a Christian, the Lord is my perfect and holy Father.  He cares for me and loves me perfectly.  He also has consistently offered His help if I simply ask for it.  He has told me over and over again that in my weakness then he is strong…that when I fall, He will pick me up.  Yea, I expect to be perfect like He is…I mean, He is my Father after all.  That bar is set pretty high, I guess, but He has told me over and over that He alone is perfect and that’s why I need Him.  Most of the time, I try to just get through the day.  I get frustrated at myself when I fail and question my worth right along with those short comings.  But, this morning, I am reminded that He is my friend and that He wants to help…I just have to ask, you know?  I wish I had it all perfectly together, and I’m sure as the years go on, I’ll learn how to get it more and more together like so many other women I know and admire.  But, for today, I am going to have to get back to the heart of the matter and start relying more on the Lord to help me get through each day.

It’s not easy to just ‘shake off’ failures like these, so instead, I am going to pocket this lesson in the memory book of my mind and do my best to include the Lord in my future moments so my failures can become His successes.

I am not perfect, but I am perfectly me and in His perfection, he formed me.  I am thankful for being wonderfully made and I am thankful that when I am knocked down I know that I don’t have to stay down.  I’ve got a Friend that sticks closer than a brother and He teaches me how to forgive myself with how perfectly he forgives me.

Now, for that shower before the baby wakes up…

Baby Love

6 Sep

When I look at myself in the mirror, I can definitely pick out all my flaws;  the ill fitting clothes, the bulges, the dark circles under my eyes, the greasy hair, the fact that I haven’t been able to find time to make a proper meal, brush my hair, put on any make up, or take a shower in 2 days.

But, I am learning a lesson… from my 7 week old son.  When he looks at me, he doesn’t see my flaws.  He just sees his mommy.  I can tell he loves me…unconditionally.  When I pick him up or make funny faces or noises, he’ll reward me with the most adorable little smiles.  He’ll stare into my face forever with his beautiful blue eyes, and I am overwhelmed with the fact that no matter how much wrong I see about myself, he sees all the good.  My baby just sees his mommy, the one he loves, no matter what.

I guess, it just reminded me that I need to look at myself differently.  I carried this tiny being inside of me for almost 10 months.  I nurse and nurture my tiny babe with all the love I can possibly muster from my heart.  I sing, rock, bounce, and cuddle my little one.  I change dirty diapers 50 gazillion times a day.  I laugh at his silly little scream cry and the adorable faces he makes when he is waking up, sad, happy, intrigued, or upset.

Yea, I’m imperfect, and everyone else may see me that way too, but to this one little being, he sees me perfectly, loves me no matter what, and that makes all the difference.