a beginning, of sorts

this. this right here is where I am, among the chaos that a 4 year old and 5-week old bring. and am I still technically a newlywed? 9 months married, and yes that would be a honeymoon baby.

let's take a tour of chez moi, shall we?


welcome to my living room (via fuzzy iphone photo). this is my life. that on the left would be what is left of our green couch, enthusiastically disassembled each day by by our 4 year old, Kini (kee-nee, and yes it`s a nickname). you can see the crumpled aftermath of said young boy's body on the cushion on the floor post-couch-jump.

that swing in the foreground would be the loaner swing that our 5-week old nuby (pronounced 'newbie', as named by Kini when I was pregnant, and yes another nickname), sat in and enjoyed for approximately 5 minutes one day many weeks ago had has rejected on a daily basis since. rejected by much writhing and yelling, I might add. yet still we try..

that extra large and ugly square coffee table is barely visible under the clutter, would you believe it actually has a glass top? and is intended for the storage of, well, drinking glasses and such?


moving a little to the north-west you'll note another couch (oh look! we have a floor!). see that empty spot on the right? that's where I spend my day, with nuby either feeding or sleeping on me. he doesn't like to be put down, ever. never ever.

to the right of the couch is the playpen, a charming device that has a shallow insert where your newborn is intended to sleep. our newborn, however, does not. ok, we've been able to get him in there a few times, but he really really prefers to sleep on something with a heartbeat. that elbow shaped yellow thing on top would be my nursing pillow, Aka the most useful item in our house right now. its big enough to serve double duty when I'm feeding nuby that Kini can cozy in beside me and tuck his legs under and feel a part of what we're doing. it's the only thing I can get nuby to sleep on (which is a whole other post), and it's really useful when you're reading. not that I've done that lately.

the tall black and white barrel in the middle would be one of our laundry baskets-- the bane of my existence. I truly don't mind doing laundry, I'm just flabbergasted at how much more there is to do with the addition of a pint sized baby.

the table just cut off on the right is our dining table, the hub of the living room.. when we find the time and coordination to eat at it. half of it is more than likely covered with stuff, here you can see the latest acquisition: the game of golf.


and here is the couch, reassembled. sort of. it's a grand effort by son number one, and the neatest that room looked all day (just ignore the massive table of clutter in the foreground).

and that's kind of how my days have been going these past 5 plus weeks. everything gets pulled apart during the day; the house, even me, and gets put back together, sort of, when my darling husband returns home.

why ginmummy? because I'm taking my new chaotic life as a family of four one drink, erm I mean day, at a time.