I did it. I wallpapered a room!! I was so nervous to start this project, my mom basically raised me on wallpaper horror stories. I vividly remember her making my sister and I pick it off the walls or the frustrated sounds from the rooms she was working on when the paper wasn’t wet enough and wouldn’t stick or was too wrinkled. The recent wallpaper trend though has been getting to me and when I spotted this floral paper from Walls Need Love I knew I had to have it for my daughters room!! She’s my only girl! I absolutely must have a bright floral wall for her haha!! I kept reminding myself that wallpaper has come a long way since the 90’s and that I was going to be fine. I’LL BE FIIIIIINE!!!! Right?
So I measured the space, went online and ordered the amount I needed and then I held my breath until it showed up. I’ll be honest… I brought it in the house and then let it stare at me for a good week before mustering up the courage to start the project. Was I being dramatic? Possibly. But maybe I wasn’t being dramatic enough ?
IT’S FRIYAY!!!!!!!! What are you up to this weekend? It’s been a long week for me and I can’t wait to just relax with Brian and the kids… aka not really relax cuz I have four kids buttttt you know what I mean :).
A couple weeks ago we spent the entire day and cleaned up our yard… I mean, you should have seen some of the weeds. Almost the size of my twins! It was as glamorous as it sounds and I snapped a few pictures of the kids as they worked. I honestly love these pictures so much!
I’m reminded of a quote I often see on Pinterest that says, “Enjoy the little things in life for one day you’ll look back and realize they were the big things”. As I’m coming out of the baby stage with the twins and my big kids are growing up, going to school, learning to read and just being so much more independent, it’s starting to hit me more and more that this time I have with my kids is slipping through my fingers. I’m trying to take little snapshots of sweet moments in my head and hoping to remember the sound of my boys’ little squeaky voices because I know that time will eventually rob me of them.