Been a lot of negativity about my mothering skills around here in the last few posts. For your enjoyment, here’s some self-praise:

I’ve been meaning to move Jonah out of our bedroom since forever. James moved out when he was about 18 months old and Hannah took a little longer. Neither of them stayed until they were 2. Yet there Jonah is, sleeping in the cot next to our bed, and most nights, waking us up or crawling onto my head in the middle of the night.

We have a tiny house: 3 bedrooms, but the 2^nd and 3^rd could actually be one small bedroom if you knocked down the wall. Hannah and James each have their own room and there really isn’t space for Jonah.

The solution I came up with was to buy double bunks and put the boys in together, until James got too old to share with a younger sibling, or we moved out to a bigger house – whichever came first.

But how to afford double bunks? The prices ranged from the really basic (ie -ugly) at R900 to the designer (ie –unnecessary) at R4500. Whatever: we could afford neither R900 or R4500 or anything in between.

So I wrote an article. And then I got it sold to a magazine. And then I got paid. And then yesterday, I went shopping, bought the bunks, had them delivered and assembled and set up the room.

Resourceful mommy? I think so. 

(Link to magazine to follow when the article is published in August. Whoo-hoo!)