DIY

Do It Yourself. It was just this year that I was actually aware of what DIY stood for. Yep. I'm a genius. It's just that the trendy acronym irritated me just enough that I refused to even let myself want to know what it stood for.  Stubborn I know. Kind of like when I wouldn't let my husband tell me his last name as I had always known him as "John from Scio" for all of our childhood. It wasn't until we were actually engaged that I finally caved in and found out what my last name was going to be which for the record was a lot longer then my maiden name as a Davis. But as far as abbreviations there are just too many to keep up with that are equally as annoying as DIY such as MIL and DIL or the famous LOL which I overuse and abuse as much as my dish sponge which should have been replaced months ago. I use LOL in lieu of an exclamation point or saying something that I shouldn't say like #$%@. But back to DIY or A.K.A "Do It Yourself". The world of pinterest has converted me and I am now a believer of becoming easily inspired by things like 50 ways that you can transform the use of a household item such as a pencil or how to "put a bird on it" and make it into a beacon of light or more simply something beautiful and useful and transformed. Or how to make an old sweater into a dress which I did in the picture below for my 5 yr old's daddy date. I actually love transforming the obvious into something unique and I find that my house is no exception but in fact IS our canvas. It is the means by which we express ourselves and is my huge fat project and I will be sharing those projects....WHEN the house is clean lol (see how easy it was to use that!).

As far as the everyday transformations, I am currently spray painting a table, making a bottom kitchen cabinet into dog bed (the girls' christmas present is a puppy because we are absolutely awesome and more adequately put- insane), converting my daughter's closet into a reading nook, and scheming what my laundry room is going to look like (which if you have seen any of my pinterest boards could already guess that it will be gray and yellow). Not to mention my plans on converting our walk in closet into a nursery for our future unborn third child. But hey. I admit it. I am very much inspired and as cliche as it may be, I encourage you to DIY as well.

Let's be real.

I am a mom. I started out my very first blog with that statement for one reason and one reason alone...it is the core of who I am at this season in my life. My other hats include being a wife, a daughter, a sister, a best friend, a friend, and working as a hearing specialist full time. I try to live life fully and passionately. Wholeheartedly. But I am the first one to gladly admit that I do not have it all together. Even half the time. Well even most the time. I know it's a shocker huh? Let's be real. As a mom, my idea of shaving is only if I HAVE to and finding time to take showers means being completely stoked with being able to wash my hair weekly. Weekly. Yes I shoot for more then twice a week but I will take what I can get! My idea of organizing is when I can't shove any more into my closets. My idea of exercise is playing tag with my two little girls. I have not seen the walls of a gym to work out in over five years when I was pregnant with my first daughter when she was just the size of a pinto bean (hence why my husband referred to her as our little "pinto"). I had this idea of what a mom should be and finding time to work out seemed to put me one step closer to the mom I pictured that I wanted to be. You know, the one who appeared to have it together. But that's for a whole other blog! Now, my idea of a gym is my back yard. My idea of cooking is a meal that takes less then 20 minutes. My idea of cleaning my laundry room means picking the clean clothes off the floor and fitting as many as possible in the dryer rather then putting them away for a few days....ok, maybe a lot longer then that.

I am completely OK with the fact that my husband can cook me under the table any day OR somehow make the bathroom sparkle by a flip of a wrist OR the fact that he actually DOES CARE if the bathroom sparkles or the blinds are dust free (which they are not nor will be for the duration of what would be equivalent to a years worth of blogs). I know who I am and I know what I am good at and what I am not. The cleaning, the cooking, the allowing myself to take a shower or shave not one but two legs is something I have to work at because it is not what I find as my first priority. But something that comes very naturally to me is being creative. Is seeing the beauty within the chaos (which is what I define being a family: beautiful chaos).  Is taking inspiration and doing something about it. These; these are things that come much easier to me and is where I feel the most alive- when I am creating. And hopefully in this chapter in my life, when I am sharing that creativity with you.