Knowing myself, I can’t believe I did this.
Don’t raise your eyebrows, it is nothing grand but such a feat for someone like me. I pat my own back for this. If we are friends and you know me and my clumsy, non-crafty ways, have known me through ooops moments like cutting my own school skirt while cutting paper (don’t ask! Those are the few mysterious mistakes I make), you would never believe I went to complete this advent calendar project in record time (2 days!).
My Advent Calendar project 2012 – surprise treats inside the cones
But if you really, really know me, you would also know how when I want something done, I’d go through heaven and hell and won’t stop until I’m done, no matter how long it takes me to. Or no matter what the outcome becomes. I just have to try. After being acquainted to these Advent Calendars very recently, I know I had to do it – never mind I would probably cry, sweat and bleed. Or miss a few baths. Bleh.
Confession time: I get jealous with moms who make beautiful things.
I don’t give a shit at stories of momshells wearing skinny jeans 2 weeks after delivering their little humans. Of moms in complete makeup and heels pushing prams at the grocery store. I don’t feel too bad that I am not in that category.
But those moms who make perfect Do-It-Yourself arts and crafts for their children? Those moms who sew cute clothes or decorate their house with little trinkets of wonderful things? I sulk when I think of them. And then I sulk harder when I think of my children who would probably never let out oooohs and aaaahhhs at DIY toys, applique shirts and frosted cupcakes. These things make me feel inadequate. Not mom enough. Sometimes I get depressed looking at the fabulous DIY powers of The Nester, the couple at Young House Love or the simply elegant stuff at A Beach Cottage. But I keep looking anyway because I love to see beautiful stuff and see my house similarly like theirs…probably in my next life.
My project is imperfect (so don’t look closely) but it’s done with too big an effort for someone like me. My daughter Pristine is amused and she had fun helping me with this. That for me is good enough. My mission is done. But still, when God recycles me in the next lifetime, I pray to be Martha Stewart (ok, maybe minus the jail time and crazy eyes).
Do you ever wish you were crafty (if you are, like me, who’s not!) ?
* This is one of the Advent Calendar I made. Yes, I got ape crazy and made two. Not recommended!