What Were We Thinking?!

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We began building our home in early 2016 and that October, we moved in. It was so hard to make decision after decision after decision. From light fixtures, to door knobs… who knew it could get so frustrating?! This is what my husband does for a living… he builds other people’s houses, but being on the deciding end for EVERY LITTLE THING, was aggravating for him too!

By the time it came to pick out our furniture, we were done. SO DONE. We had been looking and looking and looking and none of it spoke to us. We finally found the right furniture store and before we walked in, we told ourselves, this had to be it. We HAD to find what we wanted here, or we were just two crazies who were super duper picky, apparently.

So, we did. After hours of deciding what color, cloth or leather, metal or wood, ottoman or no ottoman, what kind of rug, table finish… we finally did it. It was done and all there was left to do, was send off our request and have it made and ready in about 8-10 weeks! That was perfect, it’d all be done by the time we were ready to move in.

The day came, the furniture arrived and man did it look so beautiful! It fit so well, we were happy. Lots of people gave us the eye when we said it was a white/creamy couch. Our response? It’ll be fine! We will “train” the girls not to put their dirty hands or shoes anywhere near the furniture.

That lasted for ALMOST, if I’m being generous, a year! Maybe more like 6-8 months. Now, it’s got that worn look to it… it’s still a beautiful couch, but why didn’t we punch ourselves in the face when we thought that the white would actually work?! WITH KIDS!

Did we get the protection plan? YES. YES WE DID!

Did we call them to come clean it? YES. YES WE DID!

Did they do a good job like they said they would?! NO. NO THEY DID NOT 😒

Seriously, what were we thinking?!

Anyway, now we’ve got our eyes set on the most comfortable couch our bodies ever did feel… and it’s LEATHER. Oh we learned our lesson. We’re just playing the waiting game and being patient before we bite the bullet and pay the price for it.

We do love our two little leather chairs on the side, and those have held up to our wild daughters, just fine.

*note to self* leather=kid friendly

I’m not at all mad at my girls for just living their life and being, KIDS. I don’t want them to grow up resenting me for not allowing them to be children in their own home. You live and you learn. You let kids be little. Teach them obedience and discipline of course, but let them have fun! They’re only this little ONCE.

I want them to be wild, young and free. Use their imagination, be creative and keep on pretending like our couch is their fortress… in a few months, it’ll be leather, so it’s going to hold up to their hands and feet crawling everywhere anyway.

Moral of the story?

Don’t get a white couch when your kids are toddlers.

XOXO,

Lo

The hood called parent

Processed with VSCO with t1 presetThere’s a fine line as parents, that we teeter when it comes to giving our kids the things we wish we had as children. At least, my husband and I have that struggle. Growing up, my parents worked hard just to provide the basic things for my siblings and I, and while we weren’t on government assistance like my husband and his siblings, it was still a struggle for my parents to make sure a meal wasn’t missed.

I still remember the different places we lived, starting when I was five years old, and back then in my innocence, I didn’t know that we were “poor” in US standards. You don’t know you’re “poor” until you’re old enough to understand why you need a job and how money works… at least not back when we were kids. I think kids today know way too much, way too young but that’s a story for another day!

While I wished to have all the Barbie’s and the accessories that come along with them, my parents would simply say, “maybe one day, but not today.” My parents were stern and strict parents, however, I know that they really did wish to give my siblings and me certain things that we’d ask for; be it for our birthdays or holidays, and there were times that we would get one special wish list item and it’d light up our year!

I remember one year my mom told us that we could start a savings jar for a trip to Disney one day, and for years we’d put any and all spare change into that jar. However, every time it filled up, something needed fixing and there went that dream. We’d start over and over and over. In the meantime, we’d go on weekend trips to the beach and that made us so happy, it still does lol. I love the beach and I hold lots of great memories of vacations there as a kid! (I just wish Sam loved it as much as me and we’d be there more than just 2 days a year! lol)

Finally, when I was 15 years old, my parents surprised me with a trip to Disney World (at this point my brother had gone off to the Navy), so it was a special birthday trip for me. I know how much hard work and saving up my parents had to do to take me and for that I am so thankful!

Fast forward  13 years and my husband and I have taken our girls to Disney World since they were infants. We will be there in a month from now and I just can’t help but think that they won’t feel the same excitement that I felt when they’re 15 years old… or maybe they will, who knows? time will tell…When what felt like my whole life, that was one of the things I wanted the most… of course what so many kids dream of, meeting those two cute big-eared mice!

That’s our struggle, we want them to know and appreciate what hard work looks like and that they are blessed to have the life they have. The fact that they won’t know the struggle we knew; I am so thankful for that! I’m thankful that they will not grow up in a house with financial struggle, not very many people get to see that or know that. I’m thankful that God blesses us day after day, year after year and I know that we are only where we are by His grace, love and mercy over us!

My prayer is that we teach our girls to be thankful for everything. To not be spoiled, though I want to spoil them. I put into practice telling them “no” already when they ask for things. I tell them that they can’t always get what they want, but will always have what they need…even at their little ages of 3 and 1. I don’t want to give them everything just because we can spare the extra expense, it’s a struggle, but important.

One of the things that God constantly reminds me of is being a good steward. A good steward financially, spiritually, physically and a good steward of the two most precious little lives He’s entrusted us with! Oh, they are my heart and even through the ups and downs of parenting, I know that God’s purpose and plan for their lives is something out of this world! I know that they will be world changers and a light. They’re forces to be reckoned with and He’s given us the task to make sure that they’re led through the right path.

I’m constantly praying for God to give me the wisdom and knowledge to be the mother  that they need me to be and I don’t want to let Him down and I don’t want to let them down. I know that at times I will, however, through God and with God we can move mountains!

Daily, I pray for Him to be my portion, to give me patience, to give me wisdom in disciplining them, in teaching them and loving them. Parenting isn’t easy, it isn’t always fun, but in teaching them we also learn and grow along with them. Hopefully, that line becomes easier to balance as we continue in the journey of parenthood!