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    Blessed to be a mother to five charming girls. Wife of an undertaker.
    Photographer. Homeschooler. Daughter of the King. 
    Lover of life, coffee and all things pink and vintage. ♥

A Place to Lay your Head.

“Every morning there were the dishes to wipe.
Mary wiped more of them than Laura because she was bigger,
but Laura always wiped carefully her own little cup and plate.
By the time the dishes were all wiped and set away,
the trundle bed was aired. Then standing one on each side of the bed,
Laura and Mary straightened the covers, tucked them in well at the foot and the sides,
plumped up the pillows and put them in place.
Then Ma pushed the trundle bed into it’s place under the big bed.”
Little House in the Big Woods

 

 

When the need to move the five children around to change for Leia moving into the nursery crib, we quickly realized that our current bed situation wasn’t going to work. Little Lovelyn (2) was not ready to be alone in a big room by herself in the one last remaining unused bed.

We have a four bedroom home but quite often now, one room sits empty for all the little [four] girls like to sleep together in the one bedroom, with Leia in the nursery. It’s rather cute and heart warming to tuck the four girls in together at night … we certainly didn’t mind putting Lovie in with the sisters to sleep but our problem came when we didn’t want to buy bunk beds (yet) and there was no room in the Girl Room for another bed for one more body.

After reading a few Little House on the Prairie books this past year, we realized the Ingalls had the answer … a trundle bed!

 

 

It rolls right under the bed in the morning or stays put if everyone wants to use it for a reading area.

 

We [and I say we meaning my husband, who creatively came up with the design] made it to fit a crib sized mattress, which we were able to purchase from a friend who no longer needed their mattress.

 

Perfect!

All of the girls can fit on the trundle bed, but it was specifically made for Lovelyn, so she could sleep in the big Girl Room with her sisters. For the first little while, the girls all took turns sleeping one night in the new sleeping quarters for fun.

Sometimes I hear parents stating that they don’t have enough room in their house for more children and while I know that can certainly be the case in many situations, sometimes just a little creativity can go a long way. I personally don’t believe children need to each have their own room [if you are married, you share a room, right?].
I shared a room with my sister for years as a child and it never irritated me. In fact, I loved having someone else in the room as it always took me a long time to fall asleep and knowing she was there was a comfort to me.  Now, I see a friendship and a bond forming between my girls with this opportunity to share their bedroom … they help the little one make her bed and when it comes time to tidy the room, it gets tidied fast because there are so many helping hands!:)  [It also means less room for 'junk' as I cannot store toys under the bed anymore ... bonus.:)]

 

And now, Lovelyn has a place to lay her head.

 

 

May 24, 2013 - 8:53 pm

Jenn - When I tell people that our 3 girls have to share a room, they are horrified. Poor Ben gets left out of all the fun! But they have a special bond because of it, just like you stated…great post. The teeny tiny bed seems perfect for your teeny tiny princess!;-)

In the Slow Lane.

On the back covered porch on the sunny morning, drinking hot coffee from two pink mugs, my neighbour and I chatted about life while our seven [girl] children played, laughed, climbed trees, cooled off with ice cold freezies and snacked on homemade chocolate chip cookies …
vibrant-smelling lilacs decorated the yard and filled the air with my favorite aroma … the pear tree blossoms fell softly through the air …

We chatted about how we are actively slowing life down, finding more time to just be with family,
raise children without rushing here and there and purposefully cutting out activites from our schedules to ensure this life is enjoyable and quiet.

It was refreshing to speak to another mom who felt the same urge, the same inner calling to put the brakes on the crazy, hectic life so many families seem to live.

If there ever was a time to be slow, now is the time.

As many older mothers have told me, the days are long but the years are short. I do not want to miss the days as the years fly by.

Thankful to be slow today as it has given me a chance to rock, hold and tend to our littlest one who is just going through a slight ailment … the ailment of teething, I think [accompanied by some stomach sickness ... not fun, for sure].

 Bothered with the possibility of more teeth poking through her pink gums,
Leia has been unwell since Thursday …
for a fleeting moment, a casserole dish filled with cool water seemed to thrill our littlest daughter and make her forget her wee little suffering this afternoon.

We love her goofy little smile.
She is just so much fun, even when teething … she suffers rather quietly and we all wait for the teething pain to pass.

Life truly is better in the slow lane.

May 22, 2013 - 2:04 pm

Catherine - Gillian,
Again I find myself wishing I could be your neighbour so I could watch you, how you parent and how you look at life, on a daily basis. Please know you are an inspiration.

Scrambled.

On a long day when your husband is working late and you have been outside with the children, enjoying the sunshine and dinner is not quite ready … and your six year old daughters offers to make supper, and before you know it, pushes the old wooden chair over to your counter, enthusiastically cracks open nearly a dozen eggs and makes dinner for the entire family,
you just have to smile and let the magic take place.

 

[Just imagine ... five daughters, each learning how to cook, eventually helping out with the cooking and baking ... now blessed am I!]

 

 

Your Voice.

There is, somehow, a wonderful power about a mother’s voice,
when she talks to her
children about Jesus and his love,
which stamps itself upon the heart,
and the heart
is a far better place for the custody of truth
than ever the brain can become.

-Charles Spurgeon

The Lord has been speaking to me about my voice.
How I answer my husband. How I answer my children. What I say outloud.
Whatever comes out of my mouth should glorify God and uplift others.
My dear, sweet grandmother is the best example I know -she never speaks ill of anyone, even if they have hurt her.
She knows when to stay silent and when to speak up.
She guiders her conversations along the rule of: “If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.”

We, as wives and certainly as mothers, need to guard our tongues and our words. Are our words uplifting to our husbands? Are they encouraging to our children?
Even in times of rebuke, the words can still be gentle, graceful and wise.

                                                If your patience is wearing thin after a long day of mothering, working or homeschooling and just living life, we still have no excuse but to guard our words.

And still, you may say the right words but your tone may be wrong.

Our children certainly learn from example, by words and actions.

A soft answer turneth away wrath: but grievous words stir up anger.
Proverbs 15:1

Let my words be gentle and full of grace, so that my example will be upright before God and these little eyes.

A Reward.

“Behold, children are a gift of the LORD,
The fruit of the womb is a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,
So are the children of one’s youth.
How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them;
They will not be ashamed
When they speak with their enemies in the gate.”
-Psalm 127:3-5

[Mother's Day 2013]

May 13, 2013 - 9:20 pm

Rachel - #6? :)