Bathroom Cabinet Makeover

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It was bad…

For those of you who follow me on Instagram (@iamsandyesprit for those of you don’t but want to follow me), you know that I recently organized my bathroom. They were in dire need of help. If you need the proof, see for yourself.

As you can see everything was everywhere. There was a vague form of organization but it looked more like organized chaos in a sea of an uncontrollable need to just erupt in careless. 

It was bad. I knew and something had to give. Quickly. 

Time to shop…

So I went straight to Amazon. I had an idea of what I wanted my bathroom cabinet to look like. I was inspired after seeing so many fellow influencer re-organizing their closet space. 

I needed to have something to store my make up, my hair products, my oral care products and whatever else I would find in that mess that I’d forgotten about. I searched drawers on Amazon and this came up, ZODDLE. In all honesty, I probably should’ve read the descriptions more carefully. 

I expected a stackable drawer set, that would pull out at the front. These are stackable but they actually pull down from the front. In fact they are not drawers, they are boxes meant to store shoes. But what the hay? I bought them and here they were. 

The Set Up

Now, setting up the first one was not easy. The instructions are pretty easy to follow, I mean if you can handle Ikea instructions, this will be a piece of cake. But still, dealing with the unfolding and setting up the box was a pain. Once I got the hang of it, the rest was easy peasy. 

Believe me, there was so many stuff in there. So with the help of my three year old, we cleared out the cabinets. It took almost three hours to have the cabinets cleaned out and organized. I had to throw out so many things; it’s crazy how many get lost in the midst of the mess. It was therapeutic to be able to sort through it all and have everything I need to made accessible again.  So with the help of my three year old, we cleared out the cabinets. 

The Verdict

If there ever was a time when I felt like I was adulting properly it’s now. Everything has it’s place and everything is easy to find. I have my side, my husband has his side (more like 2 shelves) and all is well with the world. 

My family has been able to sustain this and honestly I’m so proud of us. I don’t know how long it’ll stay this way but for now, everything is in place. 

Have you been reorganizing your space lately? Let me know what’s your process been like in the comments. 

Artsy Time, Egg Carton Sailboat

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Ever since, the parks have been close it’s been really hard to find activities that will keep my kid entertained while I tend to my 6 month old, indoors. Since she’s not into running up and the stairs, I figured I should come up with a plan that will be fun for her.

So I did what any other mom would do. I went on Pinterest and finally caved in to doing some arts & crafts.

Inspired by Woo Jr. my daughter and I (mostly me) decided to create a sailboat. It went a little something like this.

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So thank you The Spruce Craft for sharing! My daughter totally loves her sailboat and I’m just happy it kept occupied.

Let me know what crafts you’ve been up to.

Quarantine, Mom Guilt, etc.

Hi guys! I know that I have been MIA for a while now. I’ve been inconsistent and I’m hoping to change that. Currently, my house looks like it’s suffered the invasion of the Jumanji jungle. I’m so exhausted that I’m nauseous. My toddler has a birthday coming up and I’m scratching my head trying to figure out how I can make her day special.

We, like many other families, are transitioning into a new normal. One that we didn’t plan for, it came unexpectedly. Even though, this is only temporary, it doesn’t change the fact that we are all feeling the effects of it.

I’m not going to lie. There have been many good that has come out of it, personally speaking. I’m sure that my daughter would agree that I’ve allowed her to do more arts and crafts. I’ve become less concerned about the state of cleanliness, or so it seems. Inside I cringe at the mess that I see and keep it all inside until I can grab a broom and frantically create a space that calms my spirit.

Cleaning has become my coping mechanism. That and working out, singing, painting, listening to worship music, my “at-home” photo shoot, doing my daughter’s hair, binging Law & Order,  pretty much anything that I can do to make me feel productive and avoid being outside. Better yet, avoid feeling anxious. I’ve never been good at feeling anxious. I don’t like stress.

I can hide stress, I know how to act under pressure. I know how to hide, suppress and avoid stress. You see, I was taught at an early age to see and not react. I was trained to be seen and not heard. I can execute any role flawlessly on the surface but when it comes time to voice my concerns, problems arise. This is one skill I refuse to pass on to my children.

So you see, I have concerns like everyone else. I am scared of contracting this virus not because of what it will do to me but because of how it will affect my husband and children. I don’t want to be separated from my family. I don’t want them to be separated from me. I’ve got a 6 month old that I’m still breastfeeding. I don’t want to stop giving her my milk. I don’t want to miss any monumental event in their lives. I know how my girls speak and they understand me. I like us. I don’t want them to see this weakness and because I associated this anxiety as weakness I do all that I can to hide it from them.

So I make up for it by looking for crafts that my girl can do quietly.  I stay at home with my girls like a good citizen, avoiding the news, but staying up to date via the internet research. I find entertainment on social media. I try to hug my girls as much as possible. Most times it’s not to the level that I envisioned. I don’t sleep like I should, therefore I am tired. When I am tired I get cranky. I lose my cool way more than I would like. I’ve had to apologize more than I’d like to admit. I carry the weight of shame for not being the emotionally supportive wife to my husband and mother to my children, but most importantly, friend to myself. It transferred into mom guilt and has kept me from really being the blessing I was made to be to everyone including myself.

I felt guilty because I feared that I wasn’t creating a space where my girls could thrive emotionally. I felt guilty because I felt like I should know better and do better. I felt like I wasn’t being the “good” mom I believe my girls deserved. I saw myself repeating certain traits I saw growing up and I began to resent myself for allowing it to continue. I couldn’t understand why I would fail the same God who gave me these children and in turn fail them.

Turns out, I was wrong. My husband made sure to point that out.

I was doing my best. My best is good enough.

So wherever you are, whoever you are I hope you know that you are not alone. You are not feeling this by yourself. It’s normal to feel guilty. It’s normal to feel anxious. It’s normal for it to hit you like a ton of bricks a month after social distancing laws have been enforced. It’s totally normal.

So give yourself grace. Give yourself room to learn, adapt and evolve. You’ve made it this far being able to overcome every obstacle and challenge you faced up until now. You will get through this and you will be better because of it.

Speak life and forgiveness into your soul. Take a breath and note every single blessing you’ve been given at this time. Because believe me it won’t last forever and soon we’ll be back to saying “I wish I had more time…”