Aidan's Big Boy Room

I made a promise a few weeks back to show you Aidan's room and finally everything has came together (including the weather) so I could take some photos. Below is a few photos and a bit of a tour, if I haven't covered something please feel free to ask any questions in the comments section. Without further ado, my take on the perfect room for a little dude... As soon as you walk in the room you're surrounded by light and colour, it's one of my favourite places to be. The windows are tall and skinny so to make them look [more]

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Aidan’s Big Boy Room

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by Danimezza on January 28, 2012

I made a promise a few weeks back to show you Aidan’s room and finally everything has came together (including the weather) so I could take some photos. Below is a few photos and a bit of a tour, if I haven’t covered something please feel free to ask any questions in the comments section. Without further ado, my take on the perfect room for a little dude…

As soon as you walk in the room you’re surrounded by light and colour, it’s one of my favourite places to be. The windows are tall and skinny so to make them look bigger I used a single white curtain panel to cover the window, used an extra long curtain rod and then had my mum sew up two blue silk panels for each window which hang at the ends and only cover the wall. The silk was expensive for me, just under $30 a metre and we used 4 metres all up but it’s been the best investment. The rug was from Aldi back in 2010, I haven’t seen it back in stock since but it’s the best. Nice and soft, still bright and easy to clean.

I hate the colour of this house, we rent and the mustard walls make me sick, by using bright colours and using blue tones it feels more balanced. I bought the tall bookcase from ebay back in 2007 and painted it white, a versatile piece that holds all his nappies, lotions, a few baby reference books and all his linen and extra blankets. I like to keep it separate as it makes it easier to find things which is usually late at night. You can see his shoe basket by the door, it’s his job to keep them all together (he can put them on and take them off on his own) the same goes for his toy shelves.

Oh how we all adore his new king single bed! It has a single bed trundle underneath for when his Aunty or Grandma come to visit. I bought all his new linen from My House, I love that place. Aidan’s a bit of a sheet snob like us. His are so soft and the most beautiful shade of blue, he snuggles down happily each night. Now we can comfortably lay in bed together, read stories and just hang out. The thing that keeps Aidan from falling out of bed is ugly so I use the  bedspread to hide it. The stepping stool is from Ikea and the perfect height, when he doesn’t need it anymore it will move seamlessly into another part of the house.

The owners of the house installed ugly pine shelves that made the room look smaller so I took them out when we moved in several years ago, leaving holes in the wall. I got some wall decals recently to match the set I already had (which have be transferred to canvas) and Aidan helped me put them up, covering the holes in the process. He lays there quietly after being tucked into bed, from the hallway I can hearing him talking to them or making up stories it’s so sweet.

He also watches his glow-in-the-dark mobile counting the stars and looking at the moon. It’s not the most elaborate mobile and not the one I wanted but it’s simple and Aidan adores it. Steve and Aidan will sit in bed with his torch in the dark, shining light on it making it glow.

His torch lives on a little chair beside his bed and his drink bottle at night goes there too. He has a table which he has breakfast and lunch on and two chairs are in the lounge room, the other two in his room. The cloth bucket is from GoLo and the perfect size for all his highly rotated books. The sheepskin rug is from when he was a newborn, I loved mine growing up and it seems he does too.

It’s his very special hang out, sometimes he’ll just go in there on his own, drag his toy up onto his bed and play games. I think he enjoys the new perspective being high up off the ground. You might notice the quilt I made him as a baby. It used to live on the lounge room floor but then he got a little rough and some seams started to give way. It’s now been retired to the foot of his bed and it always makes me smile. I’m also working on more ways to incorporate his artwork into his room too but I’ll share that in a different post.

I picked up these awesome lanterns from Typo on sale, I couldn’t believe they were blue, white, red, orange and yellow striped an absolutely perfect match for his room. Even when they’re not lit up they add something a little extra. These are usually left on if he’s having a bit of trouble getting off to sleep, he can’t help but stare at them and doze off.

Here’s the other decals, they went on great but when I tried to remove them and put them up elsewhere they seemed to loose their stick, this may be because we use a vaporiser a lot. The decals were expensive and I still loved them so I glued them onto a plain white canvas, worked a treat! The CD player is from GoLo, I took it with me too the hospital when Aidan was born. He listens to Justin Hunter or Rainforrest Lullabies every night. The GrowBag Egg is awesome letting us know the temperature of his room and acts as a dull night light. Best of all is Aidan’s name blocks made by the very talented Rhi from Hummingbirds Song.

Everything has it’s place in his room. We culled a lot over the holidays, it was crazy! We were given many things and kept them in the vain hope that someday he would play with them, that they were too expensive to give away and I was too lazy to list them on ebay. Anything he didn’t play with or was too old for was donated, I think the op shop ladies eyes were going to pop out of their heads as I unloaded bag after bag. We have such generous friends but there was just so much excess that it left me feeling dirty. I’d rather a parent who can’t afford to splurge pick up a brilliant bargain for $2 and make a child’s day, plus all the proceeds from my op shop go to Camp Quality.

The bookcase was an old ugly varnished pine piece that Steve dragged into our relationship but I jazzed it up a few years ago with blue and white paint, at the time I had no idea it would fit in so perfectly with my little boys room. As you can see I have a slight addiction with children’s books but fortunately so does Aidan, we always manage to find new ones at the op shop. Some of them are from when I was little, we’ll lay in bed his head on my shoulder, his fingers twirling my hair and I’ll read the words my mother read to me. Aidan’s room isn’t filled with books… but with treasure.

My baseball glove from when I was a tween sits high above and Aidan’s ever growing hat collection hang along the side, I really need to buy more hooks. The precious books and pop up books are up the top just out of reach from little fingers. The typewriter, mailbox money box and wooden train are vintage op shop finds, the letter ‘A’ is from Typo. The brightly coloured wooden balls are actually a baby toy, they click and jumble around and was one of Aidan’s favourites when he was a baby. I’ll hold on to them forever.

He has a cross stitch sign on his door of a little boy flying a plane and towing a banner that says “AIDAN”, an original design that my Mum made it for him. The height chart is from the same wall decals collection, Aidan loves the monkeys and counting how many bananas each one is holding. Extra nappies are stored in a basket up the top and a few special figurines and toys are on display on the shelves. Aidan gets dressed in front of the mirror everyday, combs his hair and checks out his shirt. He’ll often sit on his bed and pull faces in the mirror when he thinks I’m not looking.

The wardrobe is a bit iffy, it can get a little damp despite my best efforts (damp rid etc), it’s just how the house is apparently. I’ve never stored clothes in there but desperately needed more storage space, turns out these cheap plastic tubs from Kmart fit perfectly. The bottom one is filled with soft toys, the other is filled with musical instruments and home corner items, the last is filled with cheap tiny plastic animals and trees. If we’re having a full day at home I’ll bring out one of the tubs and he’ll get so excited, then once we’re done it all has to go back in the box and then back in the cupboard. Aidan knows when I open these doors it’s going to be fun.

Besides the large plastic trunk (which was a gift and holds bulky toys) at the foot of his bed he has a toy box shelf which I got from Toys R Us in 2010 and matches a table and chair set which is set up in the lounge room. We use this to store all his “daily use” toys like cars and trains. He knows they all have to be packed away each night before his bath and the shelves make it easy for him to do it on his own. As soon as this starts to overflow I know it’s time to cull again. The toys hanging on the wall (on 3M hooks) are “springy things”, foam filled animals suspended from a long bouncy spring, both were gifts from friends when Aidan was born. My OiOi nappy bag still gets used as an overnight bag and still looks as good as when I first bought it. The backpack is for Steve when the boys go out on their adventures.

 So there you go, his room in all it’s glory. It’s been so cool to look back on my blog and see how his room has developed from a simple dream, then into a nursery, changing again when he went into a toddler bed and finally as it is now. I wanted a room that could develop and grow with my child, also one which wouldn’t cost the earth. His room is a mix of bargain furniture, thrifted novelties, well loved books and loads of light and colour. I’m really happy with the result, I love it but most importantly… Aidan loves it.

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No Nappy, Jocks In Bed

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by Danimezza on January 27, 2012

Earlier this week Aidan made the decision to go to daycare wearing only jocks, no nappy. I was scared for him and worried that if he had a bad experience he would back track completely, I was no longer in control. I had a bit of a meltdown that day, had lots of time to think and evaluate my goals, it was rough finally being so honest with myself, I was breaking down walls. By the time Steve got home I was mentally exhausted but keen to get our little boy home. When we went to pick Aidan up from school he ran to me with his little arms stretched out wide for a hug and said “Mumma Mumma, nooooo accidents!!!” he was beaming from ear to ear… and so was I.

His carer explained that he’d been brilliant, told them when he needed to go and went peacefully when any of the carers asked him to. He slept in jocks at nap time and was really good at washing his hands, “Easiest transition ever“, their words. The relief washed over me like a wave, I felt like I could breathe again. She explained that he was really into lego and was the only child to help pack away the toys so he got a sticker. That’s my boy, the geeky teachers pet just like his Mumma.

I went to grab his things and I noticed a plastic bag, the carer said “oh they’re just a few wet things from an accident“. I was confused “I thought you said he didn’t have any accidents?“. Turns out only 10 minutes before we picked him up, he asked to go to the toilet but insisted on taking his pants of himself. He was busting, his pants got caught on his shoes and he ‘dribbled’ a bit as they finally got them off. No biggy, I was even more relieved. We said goodbye and chatted about his day all the way back to the car.

That night after his shower we went through the usual nighttime routine but hit a roadblock when it came time to put his nappy on. “No Nappy, Jocks in Bed” he repeated over and over. It threw me off balance, I wasn’t prepared. Aren’t you meant to focus on dry days before experimenting with nights? Isn’t he meant to fight me on this? Does he fully understand what he’s asking for? Steve and I starred blankly at each other, what do we do? So I did all I could and explained that he would have to wake up and go potty. That if he felt like he had to do a wee during the night to shout out for Mumma and I would come and help. He nodded his little head and smiled as he pounced into bed. It was at that moment that I knew I wasn’t going to get any sleep that night.

As Steve was reading him his bedtime story I did what most people do and I called my Mum for advice. She squealed over the phone at his progress and then laughed when I explained that he was refusing to wear a nappy at bed time. She explained that when I was little she took me to the potty before bed and then left me to sleep until she was ready to go to sleep herself (10pm-12pm), then she would wake me gently, explain that it was time to go potty, walked me to the bathroom through the darkness, sat me down and I’d do my business. When I was done she’d walk me back to bed, tuck me in and then I’d be right until morning. She wished me goodluck and threw in an extra giggle for good measure as she hung up. Ok, I can do this…

We sat on the couch, Steve doing his thing and me doing mine and then for some unknown reason Steve decided to pick a fight with me (that lasted until the following afternoon) over the smallest thing. He stomped off to bed and left me to deal with the situation on my own. I was fuming and tired and emotionally drained so I distracted myself with twitter and at 11:30 I wandered into Aidans room and gently woke him up. It all went exactly as planned, it was official, my mother is a genius. I was relieved but nervously listened out for his tiny voice and my head couldn’t stop processing the fight, needless to say I got about 2-3 hours of broken sleep.

We woke the next morning to a completely dry happy boy who ran to the potty and danced about giving high fives and shouting  ”Wee Mumma, it’s HUGE!!!”. The rest of the day was normal, no accidents and no nappies. That night he said the same thing “No Nappy, Jocks in Bed” so we trusted him and he was fine. Sitting on the couch, Steve and I took the opportunity to talk about what was really bothering us and boringly enough it revolved around housework and our own bad habits. He hated that I never unpacked the dishwasher and I hated that he never wiped the tables or benches down when he and/or Aidan made a mess. I know, first world problems but if that’s all we had an issue with I was happy. By the time we were done going back and forth listing each others most annoying bad habits we were laughing and back to normal and then we heard a little cry from Aidan’s room “Mumma, Potty!” it was time to take him.

I took him to the potty and he sat there barely awake, wobbling on the seat, he did his business then went back to bed and then to sleep. That night he’d asked to go, it was progress. Steve and I laid in bed talking in the dark, like really talking, to that point where all the things you’ve held on to and bottled up come pouring out. It was raw, it was nice, it was ‘home’, curled up in his chest both talking about life, one we shared. It was 2:30am when we finally fell asleep, each having a better understanding of how our lives were in that moment. We fell asleep but it felt like I only blinked.

Aidan woke at 6am, Steve left me to sleep only to wake me several hours later with the promise of eggs for breakfast. We had a casual day playing duplo with Aidan, playing games on the ipad and cooking food, it was nice and calm. At bedtime Aidan put on his jocks and got into bed and this time we trusted him, he’d proved he understood what he had to do. By this point I’d only had 6 hours of sleep in two nights and I was exhausted, I tried everything to keep myself awake. It was 10:30 and too early to wake him to go potty. I laid in bed, eyes closed, justifying sleep to myself “It’s ok, go to sleep, he’ll wake you if he needs to go…zzz“.

Steve and I woke to a cry and in that moment I knew it was too late. He wailed miserably, sad soft sobs as Steve picked him up and took him too the bathroom reassuring him “It’s alright mate, things happen,we’ll just clean you up, we love you.“. I bounced out of bed and stripped his sheets and quickly threw on new ones. He almost refused to go back into his bed until we showed him that the mess was gone. “I sorry Mumma… accident… I sorry” his little voice quivering. “It’s ok” I told him, “all clean now and time for sleep, I love you.” Steve stayed to keep him company. I put the sheets in the machine and wandered back to bed and looked at the clock, it was 5:30am, he’d almost made it. I lay in the dark alone, eyes brimming with tears, looking at the ceiling and writing this post in my head as my son whimpered in the next room. I felt like the worst mother in the world, we were a team and I’d let him down. He would have made it all night if I’d just stayed awake a little longer how could I be so selfish and fall asleep! I cried myself into dark dreams.

Later that morning when Steve left for work he came into my room and climbed into bed with me, he didn’t give me a kiss. I asked if he was ok and if he remembered he had an accident. Suddenly he shouted at me “NO, JOCKS IN BED, WAKE UP GO POTTY, NO ACCIDENTS!!!” and he slapped me on the arm. I was shocked as it was so unlike him and neither Steve or I smack. I remained calm and explained that it was ok to be angry but we don’t hit our friends and he said “MUMMA NOT MY FRIEND!!!” and he slapped me again. I lost it.

It’s not that I try to hide my emotions from my son but I do try and hide the ugly tears, you know the ones. This was the first time he had disowned me (I know there is more to come) and he did it in such an angry way that it threw me. The tears rolled down my cheeks and my chest heaved in pain. Now Aidan was the one who was thrown, he stared blankly like most blokes do and wasn’t sure what to do. I tried to calm myself down and explain again that it’s ok to be angry and mad at Mumma but it wasn’t ok to be hurtful or hit people. He sat quietly for awhile looking his hands, me sitting calmly across from him. I said I was sorry for not waking him to go to the potty and told him it was ok for him to get out of bed and go on his own if he needed to. He nodded and leant over and gave me a hug, I said “I love you“ and he whispered back “Sorry, Mumma friend, no hitting“. I might not win any awards but at least there would be no bruises.

The last three days have been epic, I feel completely drained and lethargic, my son however is full of beans and why wouldn’t he, he’s been having nights full of sleep and has the new found freedom of playing with himself in his jocks whenever he chooses. Steve and I feel closer and have a little more understanding about what’s going on in each others lives, It’s been tough but in a strange way I’m glad it all happened.

Now tell me… is it nap time yet?

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No Accidents

06:00AM | January 25, 2012 | 11 comments

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08:24AM | January 24, 2012 | 17 comments
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Today I tried something new and it didn’t pan out. I’m writing this exactly twelve hours after my last post, the post that failed. I followed all the blogging rules, used great SEO techniques, involved the community, shared the post gracefully and got great google search results. People were commenting and engaging with me, I [...]

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How To Take Awesome Instagram Outfit Photos

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11:39AM | January 22, 2012 | 3 comments
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It’s been a week and Aidan’s potty training is going great guns. All his 1′s & 2′s are on the potty, most without our assistance or reminders and he’s now also nappy free at nap time which took me by surprise. He just simply asked not to wear a nappy, I was on edge for [...]

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This is NOT a sponsored post. I wasn’t sent anything and no-one knows I’m writing about this. Tackling my bathroom has been on my mind a lot lately and I wanted to share what’s been going on. I link to products I bought and use because I think you might like them too. – Dani [...]

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07:10PM | January 18, 2012 | 9 comments
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I was reading Good Golly Miss Holly‘s story about not wanting to be a mum who yells and it hit a nerve, recently I’ve been thinking about how I discipline Aidan and if I was going the right way about it. You see my mum has looked after babys and toddlers for as long as I [...]

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Potty Dinosaurs

09:40PM | January 15, 2012 | 8 comments
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Steve and I had big plans for the Christmas break but it had nothing to do with parties, trips away or gifts… we were preparing ourselves for toddler toilet training. We’ve always made the toilet and potty a part of his daily life but we were quite relaxed about the whole thing, we just trusted in [...]

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