Anti-Carpet Committee
It’s 11:20 a.m. on Wednesday, April 28th, 2021. So, in about 13 hours - Adelaide will be five years young. My thoughts are scattered all over the map on this subject. First, has it really been FIVE YEARS? I cannot wrap my head around that.
I know, I know - I’m saying all the stereotypical things that every parent announces when their kid has a birthday. But, it’s a real feeling all the same.
We saw a massive sleep regression with Adelaide when she was ten months old. At the time we were fairly convinced that she was possibly trying to end us. Like if she could possibly get us to the point of no sleep, then she would be one step closer to her end goal of baby world domination. Fast forward a few years and I’m so far removed from that period of parenthood that I’m starting to see it from a different lens.
Adelaide and Preston are only twelve and a half months apart. So, that would put me in the category of uncomfortably pregnant right around the time that ten month sleep regression began. Adelaide’s first cries would come at around midnight, and normally night owl Jason would coax her back to sleep with a bottle.
The second round would normally fall at around three in the morning. I remember it like it was yesterday.
I’d walk into her dark room, she’d squeal - eyes wide open, smiling with 3 or 4 teeth. Her little arms shaking from standing up and holding on to the crib rails. I’d pick her up and we’d lay on the twin bed that I carefully picked out for her polka doted nursery before she was born. She would lay on my chest and squirm for five minutes, an hour - I’m not sure. Then, we’d both fall asleep.
I’d complain the next day. Jason would say, “You gotta stop doing that” - I didn’t. Not until I had to.
I think now that I may have been the one responsible for my own lack of sleep. I could have put her back to bed by herself all those nights, it may have been hard for night or two, but it was doable. I mean, she learned to sleep in it all night again after Preston arrived so, why not then? They were born so close together, I knew our time as “baby and I” would cease to be the minute Preston made his debut. I think I just wanted to hold onto to her for a little longer.
One of the most common questions I receive is, “Where did you buy _______ that’s in Adelaide’s room?
Today on In The Basket, we’re talking rugs. When it comes to this fluffy, often colorful subject - I am huge believer.
I recall the first time I walked onto the beige carpeted section of our home. I’m sure I looked like a psychopath with my mouth doing it’s version of an upside down smile - I couldn’t hide my distaste. I’m just not a carpet girl and I’m going to honest with y'all, if I win the lottery today these floors are gonna be all wood by Monday.
My solution to the beige carpet? Cover it with something pretty. I’m not sure if that breaks some worldwide interior design rule? But, does it make the bedrooms look better at my house? YUP.
I think Adelaide’s rug was one of the first that I picked out and I purchased it from RugsUSA. Finding something to go with the busy wallpaper in her room was a task that required mixing patterns. This can be extremely time consuming and difficult, but visually it can be fabulous if you do it right. Am I doing it right? Did I do it right? I don’t have the slightest clue, but I love the rug in that space and so does she. It’s extremely soft and easily cleaned, all A+ material in my book.
As president of the Anti-Carpet Committee in my household, it is my honor to bring you my favorite blue rugs from Rugs USA as well as a few others that I love. I’ve also linked the one that we use as a runner underneath the barstools in our kitchen. Enjoy!
