i look around my home, and i realize that it is quite... shabby chic. quite unintentionally. and quite without the chic.
there are 2.5 rooms. the first is about 13x9. it contains a pseudo mini-kitchenette, a twin bed that we call "the couch" (we do have a bunch of throw pillows to make the bed look like a couch, so the room looks like more of a "living room") and 2 dressers that serve as the tv/vcr/dvr/laystation stand. they are lovely blonde wood dressers with a beeswax rubbed finish - back from my young, single, i-have-nothing-to-spend-my-money-on-but -beautiful-furniture days. they are draped with cream colored linen to both protect the tops and to dress them up a bit. there are also 2 ikea chairs against the wall that hold books and a stunning hand carved chair from kenya, africa. the chair is carved from the trunk of a tree, and is, essentially, my throne. (another peice of furniture from my old days.) the bedroom consists of a full sized bed and a bookshelf. thats it. no more space for anything else. no, no. wait. next to the bed, there is one of those little plastic 3 drawer things on wheels. i use it as both a night stand and breast pump stand.
then there is a teeny bathroom, with no tub. yeah. and thats it.
now, what is the point of this post? you ask? because when we move, we will be moving in with family to save up for our own house. and it will be years till we live alone again. and... i think i will miss this little, crappy hovel.
because it was our first home, you know? this was our first home as a married couple. my water broke on that bathroom floor. i brought my baby to this home from the hospital. there are memories here.
okay, but really? this apartment sucks. sentimental moment over. i cant wait to bathe my child in a bathtub. i cant wait to let her move freely on the floor. i cant wait to sit at a damn table to eat my meals, like a normal person. i cant wait till she has a yard to play in. till we all have room to walk around without bumping into each other. till we have CLOSETS!!! whoo! the luxuries that i used to take for granted!!! not to mention the fact that she will have my nephew there, who is 2, and who loves her already. (he sees her picture and starts asking about her by name. when they are together and she is unhappy, he kisses her, offers her toys and wipes her tears. they scream in unison, giggle in unison and babble back and forth. they are such a joy to watch!) they will hopefully become inseperable, as they will be living in the same home, down the hall from one another and will both be in the same child care center.
cant wait till.... its all said and done.
update on the wee girl:
she has 5, yes FIVE teeth now!!! and she can now say "choo" (juice)... i'm sorry, that was misleading. she now says "CHOO! CHOOOOO!" and of course, it is always when i sit down with my nice, chilled, icy glass. so i have to share, and she makes my straw all drooley. but its okay, because i love reinforcing the use of words to communicate. so i always give her some when she asks. but dammit, i dont smile about it!
lastly, i want to point all of your eyes to brookes site. this post (like many of hers) just makes you aspire to be a better mom. in a good way, though... there is no intimidation, just hella admiration.
alright, time to go take care of a smell that just accosted my nostrils. no, not poop. garbage that i asked hubby to take out. ah, married life. joy.
todays black fact:
well, actually, instead of a fact, i will leave you with two quotes and their source:
"... in his book The Strengths of Black Families. In it, Hill outlines five strengths inherent in the African-American family, and they are: 1. strong kinship bonds..."
"...Despite the diversity of traditional African societies, one feature shared by nearly all of them was that life was organized around the family. Julius Nyerere, a scholar and former leader, states that the traditional African family lived together and worked together and the result of their joint labor was the property of the family as a whole. It was the extended family ties that were the basis for care giving. According to well understood and accepted customs, the results of joint efforts were divided so every member of the family had enough to eat and a place to sleep before any of the family, even the head of the family, had anything extra..."
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