So I started the launch of Purple Threads on Facebook today (find it here! also, here on Twitter), admist some turmoil at home that would have normally sent me spiraling into an all-day, cookie-eating depression that would inevitably do nothing but cause weight gain and more depression. Nope. Not gonna happen. By the way, Mr. Threads and I are fine. It's not THAT kind of turmoil. ;-) Let me explain.
We moved into our home a year ago. I had just found out that I was pregnant and the tenant of one of my dad's rental properties was moving out at the end of February. All great news for a woman frantically trying to figure out how she was going to fit a surprise baby into an already crammed 2-bedroom apartment with her husband and 6-year-old son. Goodbye 2-bedroom apartment; hello 3-bedroom, 1-1/2 bathroom, living room, dining room, privacy fence, front and back porch, 2-car garage WITH FULL BASEMENT, 1930's-built, beauty of a home. I may or may not have ran through the house dancing after we got the keys. ;-)
We moved in and I had dreams and goals for how I would decorate and make it home. Then reality hit me- I was newly pregnant and exhausted. I was also working full-time, so I felt like I was ready to go to bed by the time I got home from work every night. I spent the weekends frantically trying to clean and put things away, but I was really just compounding my exhaustion and the vicious cycle began.
I kept telling myself that I would have 6 weeks off work after the baby was born and I'd be able to get everything done then. Felicity Grace was born at 11:52pm on Thursday, September 27, 2012. I was released Saturday afternoon, went to church on Sunday and spent the day Monday sleeping in between feedings and changings because it had all finally caught up with me. After 3 weeks of trying to figure out why she was eating constantly but not keeping anything down, we learned she was lactose intolerant. We switched to soy formula and she's been fine ever since! But before I knew it, those 6 weeks were over and I was headed back to work.
I only work two days each week now, and I've been chipping away at the housework day by day between bottles, naps, picking up my son from school, and helping with various projects at our church. It seems like I start projects but have to stop for one of several reasons and the next day I have something more important that has to be done, so I always have projects started all over the house. This past weekend, though, it really hit me how much this work has been weighing on my mind. I woke Saturday night sobbing after dreaming that my husband yelled at me for not getting more done around the house. Yesterday and today I woke up in other rooms of the house frantically trying to clean and put things away in my sleep. Something has to change now.
Over the next few weeks, I'll be posting pictures of my projects as they are completed so you can see my progress. This year is the start of great things and I want my home to be the peaceful place it should be, not the chaotic one we've had.
I'll leave you with this worship break. ;-)
Until next time...
Cassie
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