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BedroomAll Summer long, while my children have been bursting into the outdoors, I've felt this little house closing in on me.  I've had to put a lot of things away downstairs to keep them away from little hands and the basement has been getting very full.  I know decluttering seems to be taking the nation by storm these days, but I've always been slow and steady at it.  I think I was 18 or 19 when I took the first bags of junk out of my childhood room and put them in a yard sale.  After that, it was carloads to the convenience station (fancy name for dumpsters operated by the local government).  I haven't look back, of course.  It has been freeing every single time.

So, I've had weekly dates with the thrift store and a nearby dumpster.  I've taken hard looks at things I've had a long time and sent them on their way.  Part of the most recent decluttering has been to move Laurel in with Willow and Roan.  This has been something that has traditionally happened around 21 months or so.  She still spend a siginificant portion of the night in the baby hammock, which has been our best baby "gadget."  It will be a bittersweet day when she no longer fits in it.  All this means, of course, that I play musical beds in the night, going in to her when she needs me.  It also means that our old bed is restored to its former glory and is no longer collecting dust in the basement.

We returned my old crib to my parents' possession, along with my childhood twin frame and a few chairs.  It has been very good to have more space in the basement and to find some old things that were lost behind them.  My neighbors are still at their own decluttering project and I have taken on some very nice fabrics, sewing notions, and patterns.  It's an interesting lesson in materialism, the quantity of stuff that has been contained by that house.  Willow and I have talked about what it means to have things and why people keep buying beyond their needs.  Our own little house is such a lesson in moderation.

It feels a little funny to sleep in a higher bed on an actual frame without a crib sidecarred to it.  But, the bedroom has such a civilized, calm feel to it, too.  The end of cosleeping in our room isn't the end of cosleeping at all.  Up to last week, I still spent a portion of each night in Roan's bed or Willow's, if he had fallen asleep early.  Our bedtime routine is a happy one, and still very much family-centered.  We go to sleep together and easily, especially at the end of these long Summer days.

In the Hammock


( 2 trees — Plant a Forest )
Aug. 3rd, 2015 03:10 pm (UTC)
I just love that shot of your bedroom. So peaceful and cozy, with the green, the curtains, the lamp, and the gorgeous quilt. And toes! Even her toes look like Miriam's.

So what is Laurel sleeping in in the big kids room?

My decluttering has stalled, badly, for travel, work fatigue, and other reasons. Thanks for the inspiration to get back to it. It is consignment season, after all.
Aug. 10th, 2015 08:19 pm (UTC)
Laurel is sleeping in the trundle bed now. That will be her place for some time. We'll probably move Roan to his own room after some remodeling in the future. We'd like to rebuild our back porch and make it more weather proof. Then it would be a wonderful computer and sewing space.
( 2 trees — Plant a Forest )

A Blessed Wilderness

It was just like being in heaven, being in there. In those days there was no road. The park was all a blessed wilderness. I have often thought what a wonderful people we would have been if we had wanted to keep it that way.

~Adolph Murie, biologist, on Denali


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