Sluiter Nation Home Tour: The Room We Live In

By far the most aptly named room in our house is this one:  The Living Room.

I thought about cleaning it all up, fluffing pillows, and vacuuming before I started snapping pictures, but that would have been me lying to you.  And I don't do that.

The only time this room is "clean" is after a day of cleaning.  It gets straightened up every  most some nights before we go to bed.

This room is hands down the most "used" room of the house.

It's probably also our most changed room since having a wee one.

This room used to have quite a few beautiful breakable decorative touches knick-knacks. Now it is filled with loud fun toys for Eddie.

Some of the things I love and could never put away are still out though.  And Eddie has picked up this picture and pointed to his momma and daddy many, MANY times.

We are surrounded by love in this room.

Wonderful news has been shared here.

Friends from far away have gathered to catch up and share spirits in this space.

As a family we have faced hard times in this room as well.  The phone rings and this is where we sit to hear what is on the other end.

Our family spends a lot of time on the floor in this room.  The carpet here is probably the most dingy and worn down of anywhere else in our house.  But it is also the most comfortable.

This is where Eddie first rolled over.  First crawled.  First laughed.  First pulled up.  First cruised.  First walked. And tonight?  First climbed.

This is the room we hunker down in together in the cold storms of life.  We are surrounded by knowledge and love in this room.

Here is where I have spent countless hours reading and doing grad work and blogging and reading your blogs and commenting.

Here is where I sat for many hours of the wee morning, crying out with labor pains before finally going to the hospital.

Here is where I sat when I told Cort that we were going to have a baby...and that baby was Eddie.

Here is where I tearfully admitted I needed help.  That what was kicking my ass was probably PPD and I couldn't make it go away on my own.

Here is where I cuddled a sick little boy until we both fell asleep.

I have stared at this wall while recovering from miscarriages.

That happy couple who had no idea what was ahead of them.

I have fallen asleep to those young kids smiling down on my while I cuddled a sweet newborn in my arms because I was too sore to get in my bed, and he was too snuggly to put in his.

I have cried at this couple.

I have smiled at this couple.

I have yelled at this couple.

I have pleaded with this couple.

I have prayed for this couple.

Some people say that the room with the Big TV is the room people flock to.

In our case it is true.

But this room?  Is not about the TV.