How to Sell a House/Home

428 Aberdeen Avenue, Dayton, Ohio is soon to be up for sale. Coming soon, as in three days. The best way to describe life here right now is WORK, 24-7. And there is me, grasping at whatever I can to preserve normality and childhood joys (which obviously include making messes, right?) for M & O. The only visible tokens in Madeline's room to indicate that she is a small little girl, are the two white piggy banks from Tiffany & Co. on top of her armoire. No giant pink flowers on the wall, in fact no pink anywhere. Owen's room has no blue, nor manly boyish images to be seen. His crib is discreetly decked out in sage green, and his curtains are a mature grey-blue-green paisley. We have taken about 45% of what we own and put it in storage. Our walls are an austere mandated khaki, except for out Crimson (Tide RTR BTW) dining room.

I have a new goal to write a how-to guide for women like me trying to sell a home with small children. This is mainly to document what I feel is the most difficult thing I have done in my life, besides gestating and giving birth. 40+ week gestations, gestational diabetes, and pitocin induced labor of the worst kind you can imagine defiantly are the most physically, emotionally, and mentally difficult things I have ever done. This is way harder than law school at Alabama and undergrad at Auburn with no money, no job, and no car. This is harder than training and running cross country in high school. That pain was very short-lived, and it was done in the company of friends. I have experienced no taxing of my brain and stamina harder than prepping a home for sale while caring for a 3 year old and a 20 month old. But don't be waiting on the how-to guide. I am sure the main reason a book like that written from this perspective may not exist (surely someone has written this already?) is because this process and life allows no time to write. In fact, I feel guilty for taking the time to blog this at all. And I am looking forward to the day that I don't feel guilty for taking time to blog, write, think, bathe, and anything else that includes enjoying life.

Easter Joy

It was a busy Easter weekend. Owen has one egg because he wasn't not into the Easter egg hunt. He was actually coaxed into finding his one egg. Little man was needing his nap. Madeline was so proud to pick every daffodil in "her garden". She said her garden will miss her when she is gone. Indeed. She then said that it was too heavy to take in our car.

Finally Free from Snow!

These were or first attempts to escape from cabin fever. Feb. was a cold and snowy month.

A little busy these days...

So... I am behind on my postings. We are busy prepping the house for sale soon!!!! I wish that we were already showing it, but little ones are more important and they keep interceding at times when I am busy. The last pictures are from early March.

St. Patrick's Day and March

O & M

Owen's new activity and Madeline's excitement for the day

Owen will crawl to the top of the stairs. Then he positions himself on his tummy and does a death defying slide down as fast as he can. bump-thump-bump-bump-bump bump . It scares the living daylights out of me!

Madeline was trying to close the curtains in the living room so she could "sleep" in her sleeping bag, and she pulled the curtains off the wall fixture and all.