I look out from my armchair and this is what I see.
It looks like a tornado has hit my lounge room (and indeed most of the house) but let’s talk about the things of note in this picture.
There’s a mattress on the floor. We had a shocking night the night before with Charlie because the poor babe is so unwell. No one got any sleep, well the babe did get a little but the parents did not. So we set this mattress up in preparation for another shocker of a night, hoping that we’d jinx ourselves into a great sleep (we knew this wouldn’t happen haha). That way we would take turns soothing the babe whilst the other snoozed. We did get a little more rest last night. Alex bought Charlie out to the loungeroom when we weren’t able to settle him and they read stories and played in bed while I slept for a while. Then Alex bought Charlie back in to our room, he had a big feed and we all got some more rest. In fact he slept in till 7am, what a treat for us all!
There’s a dining chair that doesn’t fit around the table. There are three of them now that float around the house. We’re planning to use two as desk chairs in the study but we’re not up to that yet so for now they float and annoy me. I should really cover them and pop them under the house for now.
That brown box is full of wine I can’t currently drink. It’s a tease really, leaving it sit there. Baby wakes far too frequently at night for me to even think about a glass really. Sometimes he’ll snooze for a few hours, then the next night he’ll wake every hour. Wine is not in my intake right now and we should really cancel our subscription. We get a box twice a year from a lovely vineyard we visited when we went to the Margaret River a few years back. But these are the baby years, not much time for drinking wine so it’s time for things like this to go on hold for a while.
Those white boxes are full of tiles for my mantle project. My plan is to replace the tiles on the floor, then tile around the fireplace to make it a feature in the room. The tiles have been sitting there for far too long, months now. It’s just that it’s hard to get to projects with our baby.
There’s that glorious sunlight streaming in filling me warmth and defrosting my chilly feet. It seems like they’re always cold. My weather app tells me its 3 degrees outside right now, it looks warmer but then I’m being swayed by the warmth of the sunshine behind the glass.
And you can’t see it in this picture (or any picture in fact) but my heart feels happy and light. Let’s not underrate the tiredness that is felt, oh no. But as I sit here and sip my cup of tea, despite the clutter that sits in front of me and the thoughts it yields, there’s a calm and warm sense to my being. Like at times when I look out from the dining table to my loungeroom, sometimes I am bothered by the mess, and others I feel so blessed to have a baby in our life. We have had some of the hardest days with Charlie, a sick baby and sick parents makes for a tough gig. Often when we’re tired and tested, Alex and I have a tendency to get snappy with each other, but instead we’ve banded together really well and it feels good to be working so well together as a team.