Last night I had a nightmare, woke up to pee, looked at my phone and then couldn’t fall back asleep for two hours. It was lame.

You know what I had a nightmare about? I had a dream that I had a photo session that I had to take Bennett to. Why is that so horrible? My child doesn’t sit still and if there is something to discover, climb, pull apart etc… he will find it. My entire dream was spent chasing Bennett around while ignoring my clients and failing at my job.

There is nothing profound about this post. This is just what I have been thinking about lately. The mommy brain thing is real. So painfully real. I find myself struggling with communicating with people lately when I also have to watch Bennett.

For example, we sold a couch and chair on the WF B/S/T site yesterday. We moved the set into the playroom so that the new owners could easily inspect them (and so I wouldn’t have to clean our dog hair covered sunroom). As she is telling me she loves them, Bennett climbs up on it, walks to the edge, I see him about to jump off, I lunge and grab his arm, he twists mid air, his feet leave the couch and here I am dangling my kid who just face planted and barely missed a serious fall. I heard the first couple words out of her mouth and then I have no idea what she was saying… all I was thinking was don’t let your kid get seriously hurt.

I find myself doing this so often. Not just the oh my goodness, you’re going to get hurt, but Bennett will just disappear when we are out and about. He’s not one to sit in a shopping cart, he wants to be up and moving and walking…. which turns a simple trip to Target into a circus with disappearing acts. Terrifying.

Even play dates can be challenging. I try so hard to be actively listening but I find myself trying to make sure Bennett isn’t finding an open door that leads outside, electrical sockets, etc.

I know what you’re going to say. Just relax. Or just wait until you have more kids. Yea Yea Yea. I hear you… but the things I am concerned about are the “you’ll seriously get hurt” things. Like, don’t scale the oven. Don’t try and run away from me in the gym parking lot. The things that if they happened, would be life changing.  Maybe more kids would relax me…. but right now I feel like my brain is mush.

Anyone else have a serious dare devil child who keeps them on their toes? 

Patrick and I bought an amazing home back in 2012.  It is in the heart of Wake Forest, has a beautiful exterior, a private back yard, the list goes on and on. The best part though? We got a killer deal on it. All of the homes around us are twice if not three times as much as ours.

We moved in and did a few quick changes like new carpet and paint for a few rooms. We put new floors in our sunroom, my office eventually turned into Bennett’s room etc. As our lives have changed, our home has slowly followed along.

Towards the end of last year though, we sold our first home in Youngsville which we had kept as a rental for 3 years. This prompted us to start potentially looking for new home. We found homes we loved but the price tags were hard to swallow. Did we really want to DOUBLE our mortgage? Hmmmm no.

We decided to utilize the 1500 square feet that we DO have, keep a stupid low mortgage, renovate what we can and really start making our house into the beautiful home we are dreaming about.

I think the hardest part is knowing that what we have planned can not be completed in a weekend. It’s going to be months of hard work and late nights. A lot of sweat and elbow grease.

The biggest thing we will be doing is turning our sunroom into a part of the actual house. This will require new siding, air ducts being rerouted, electricity, new windows, raising the floor, new doors, new carpet… among other little things.My current office is upstairs in a bedroom. The older that B gets and the less that he is sleeping during the day, means me trying to cram all of my MJP work into just an hour or so because there isn’t room for B to play in my office. By completing the sunroom and turning it into my office, I will be able to work in short bursts downstairs while B plays. By changing the sunroom, this starts the chain reaction of redoing the kitchen… It’s like a domino’s effect.

I’ll be blogging about the process and keeping anyone who wants to follow in the loop.

Cheers to turning our dreams into a reality. ❤

There are so many paint colors that need to be picked… but I’m leaning towards this pallet for the kitchen.