We are remodeling our master bathroom and while I enjoy doing things the frugal way, I didn’t have the energy to paint or refinish the old vanity. But then I had a hard time just taking it to the Re-store or tossing it away. So I told my dad what I was thinking of for…
Author: artchickamy
Creative Therapy!
Here’s the sink herb-garden planter now that the plants are growing! The lily-pad looking plant is nasturtium, a spicy edible leaf and flowering plant (kind of tastes like hot raddishes and you can use the leaves and flowers in salads or sandwhiches. Mine are REALLY spicy so I think I’ll pass. ) There’s kale, baby…
Wreath update
I have a hard time throwing things away. If I’m being creative with them, it’s not too much of a problem…like this blue-bird. It had cute little wire feet, but it got knocked off the shelf and after a few glue-repair jobs that kept failing, I was regretfully considering actually putting it in the garbage….
A Poem for my Son
No eating play dough! No eating it in your chair. And no eating it under there! It may look like ice cream But it is not. And you’re no play- dough-eating robot. For the last time, I say! We’re all done with play dough If you keep licking it that way. *Sigh* I love your…
When Life’s Far from Perfect and Irritations Arise
Although the unpredictable and intense postpartum mood swings have settled down for me, with lack of sleep and…well, being human…I really struggle with irritability as a mom. When the kiddos are up, Mom has to be awake and functioning, too. Even when my head feels like a block of concrete that wants to stay cemented to…
Mommy Thoughts
There are cracker crumbs on my bum. My almost-11 month old little girl has crawled over to me, leaving a trail of Ritz particles, and has pulled herself up to standing by my chair and is sharing her mess with my lower half. She’s pretty adorable as she tries to look utterly pitiful so I…
Postpartum resolution?
I’ve been thinking of writing this post for a while. I’ve been hopeful but hesitant to say “I’m over it.” The postpartum days of no energy. No enthusiasm. No respite from anxiety, frustration, irritation, random and intense anger at minor things, and feelings of isolation and panic. But spring has sprung and with it, my…
Postpartum Life, III
Perhaps I turned a corner and had some really great days in a row…but somehow I ended up back on that corner. Well, I admit: I stayed up late painting one night and another night talking with a friend. Neglecting my sleep probably had something to do with it. The early morning insomnia and grouchy…
Postpartum Life, Part II
Three good days. IN A ROW! And right after a 3+week out of state vacation with the grandparents (which can be a notoriously difficult adjustment time as other parents of toddlers know!) I’m excited about that. I didn’t have to call hubby or my mom in a panic about anything. I didn’t feel like I…
Postpartum Life
I tend to be sporadic in my blogging. Oh, so you noticed. 🙂 Well, this time it was because life got really busy and unpredictable really quickly. We found out our Whirlpool Duet is one of those washers that repair guys get called up about a lot, and they usually can’t repair them, according to…
