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Making a new home PDF Print E-mail
  
Wednesday, 21 July 2010 15:15
Here we are. Having to find a home, to let go of ideals and embrace the reality and to make a family place that we can enjoy.

I read somewhere that it helps to write down your ideas for what you would like your new home to be. I don't like projecting (well, don't believe in it, actually), but to order my mind, I did write down what an ideal new home would be:

3 bedrooms (toddler room, bedroom, study) - I seriously need a space to be creative as well as personal space. I refresh my soul by being alone. In the past few months it was not possible for many reasons that I would not exchange for anything, but I did have a few serious and embarrassing meltdowns as a result.

2 bathrooms: In case I shoot from home I wanted to have a separate space for my creative stuff, that is not overcrowded with building blocks and rubber duckies.

Single floor: almost impossible, but chasing after the toddler up and down the stairs, which is the only space he enjoys at this stage, is just as impossible.

Hear this: no carpets, preferably wooden floors (I know, I am just jotting it all down).

Modern, granite top kitchen: easy to clean, no worry of stains during my cultural cooking experiments.

Garden: big enough for the Baby Boy to run and for us to have some coffee time. With coffee prices going up, that is the only way I can imagine us staying in the budget.

2 garages: to turn into a home studio for the reliable creatives that I have already worked with.

I felt so ashamed of myself when the reality kicked in. THE PLAN HAS CHANGED.

We decided that it would be safer not to work from home - all the extra advertising of the fact that there's photographic equipment in the house. So there went my double bathroom. Carpets are just a  practical solution in this coldest winter ever, and the wooden floors are past affordable. The garden belongs in the same category. As we will still be traveling and working away from home a lot, all the extra space just seems so unnecessary. I do get to keep my single floor though, and one garage. And there's a nice small garden with a stoop.

So I reminded myself that I have never been a materialistic girl (living in a double story mansion with marble floors and white finishes, stadium sized balconies & 3 bathrooms for almost a year can waver anybody's believes) and rewrote my Expectation List for the new home. Please bear with me:

I would like our home to be marriage centered:
I want to have spaces where we can sit, talk, drink coffee and cuddle - special nooks an crannies that would encourage such activities.

It must be welcoming our son:
he wants to wash his hands, place the shoes in the right place, put cups on top of the cupboards, cook & sweep. I would like to foster these wonderful beginnings and create toddler size working spaces: place a grooming station for him to wash his hands and face, brush his teeth - thanx for tiles, fruit on his reach level, wardrobe space that he can "maintain" himself (I am very inspired by Meg from Sew Liberated - she has created such adjustments with great success). Also, I believe it is important for him to learn to wind down and to have quiet time. We are not a great example of this, so we will all have to find a way to make it work. There must also be a place where he can be loud and simply a boy - that will be hard to achieve in the current location, though.

It must display our family history:
we have photographs, needlework, art that has been in storage for over 5 years. It is time it comes out. I have most beautiful tablecloths gathered by my Granny as a dowery. It is time I stop being afraid to soil it and just use it. We have furniture made by a Great Grandpa and books from three generations. As well as Daddy's childhood toys. We don't know when or where we will move next, but it is time we let our son see and know where he comes from.

It must not be cluttered:
hmm, will be a bit hard with all of the above. My main goal is to buy as little as possible. To thrift  and to recycle instead of nesting. It will take a bit of decorating challenges: grey camping chairs can look very bohemian next to brown leather floor cushions near art deco side table and Cape Dutch linen wardrobe, don't you think? I have always been a bit punchy at heart.

It must feel like a holiday apartment (a place of rest for mind, soul, spirit & body):
it must be light, airy, with plants, natural fabrics and textures, small reminders of the sea (I did sneak a few pebbles & drift wood pieces in an already overweight luggage). It must be a place where we want to be, where we want to come back to. I found my inspiration on this blog: small spaces that are functional and beautiful.

This new list feels like a better solution for me. It is more like an inspiration rather than a plan, a sudden change of which might just break my heart. It feels more durable, more value based, more of a mission statement to follow.

What expectations did you have for your new home? How did you make the reality and ideals fit your family? What home-making resources inspire you?
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Last Updated ( Wednesday, 21 July 2010 15:33 )
 
Back PDF Print E-mail
  
Monday, 19 July 2010 11:41

I am back. Not sure where that is at the moment. Not sure where home is as our family in its membership of 3 has spent half of its life in South Africa & Turkey, equally.  I am upset that I permitted myself to get attached to one place so much. And yet, how can one live fully without one’s heart attached? In the past few months before the “shift”, I have been gathering ideas and materials to turn our white polished apartment into something of more homely place. And instead, I ended up packing all of that, leaving most precious things behind, like pebbles picked on the beach & drift wood. Don’t laugh.

I keep on reminding myself that we did not have to leave in the middle of the night, awoken by shots or chasing crowd. That we left with dignity, purpose, together, in good health (baby’s 39.7 temperature a day before the flight does not really count). And yet I still cannot face or speak to my friends. It feels like I lost my voice, confidence as a mother and a wife, lost my creative standing and ability to simply be.

Soooo…I am going to say good by to everything that I will miss so dearly and try to dream of a new home, right here and now.

I am going to miss Baby Boy throwing rocks in the water – he had few special places all across the town where he knew the “ro” are in abundance and picked them up, just in case water comes along.

Our coffee shop with not “Nescafe” coffee

Call to prayer in early hours

Bustling, exhausting time on the market, negotiating on fingers and thanking for the wonderful home grown produce

The smell, the sight of the bluest sea mixed with the heavy aroma of pine trees

Discoveries made with my family, lovely friendships we made

Walking everywhere

Olive grooves turning silver in the soft breeze

Eating at the table

Having so much space, I did not know what to do with it

 

I am embracing and looking forward to:

Being with our old friends again – the security of their friendship is comforting

Loving my boy tackling his cousins – he has the best cousins ever!

Being with our family

Movies – we did not go to one movie in 9 months (and possibly going on the dates alone)

English books & magazines at normal prices (although Turkish Fashion mags are excellent! At fraction of a cost)

Faster shopping

Creating a new home

Working with new talent

Gardening with my son

Splashing the beauty and diversity I have encountered into physical “memories” that will forever remind us of God’s creativity

Funny enough, I asked God to let me move as many times as it would take for me to pick up my bags without question or regret. This time was harder and easier in so many ways. So I am not there yet.

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18 Weeks and counting… PDF Print E-mail
  
Tuesday, 04 May 2010 21:22
Dad felt the baby kick for the very first time.  I’ve been blessed to feel the little one kick and play around since the 14th week.  This really put my worries to rest as I have to wait for my scan until 22 weeks.  Yes, I am very jealous of all my friends who is able to go for scans every 4 weeks.  It seems as if 2010 isn’t just about the Winter Olympics or the Soccer World Cup.  It seems to be another ‘Baby Boom’ year looking at the amount of sonar, 3D & 4D images posted on Facebook!
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Heartbeat PDF Print E-mail
  
Saturday, 03 April 2010 07:47
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Reporting to you directly from Merritt, British Columbia – Canada! www.merritt.ca We made it at last and we cannot describe how welcome we feel in our new town.  The people of Merritt truly went out of their way!  Even though we still get lost every day, not only in the supermarket but also on the roads, it feels as if we’ve been here for quite some time!  From and ‘outsider’s’ point of view, I think this town should be awarded the motto of “Friendliest Town in Canada”, if not the world.
Last Updated ( Saturday, 03 April 2010 07:59 )
 
Doughnuts PDF Print E-mail
  
Sunday, 21 March 2010 19:23
So I wrote off the bump I noticed at 8 weeks to the extra doughnut I ate on behalf of the little one.  It was real tasty with white icing and how could I have said ‘no’ when the baby asked me so nicely to enjoy one on his/her behalf?  I will do anything for my children!
Last Updated ( Sunday, 21 March 2010 19:27 )
 
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