April 2, 2008

To Paint or Not to Paint

This morning our realtor suggested once again, that we paint the girls’ rooms.  We poured our hearts and souls into those rooms and it kills me to even think about it.  When he asked me what my objection was, I told him that paint is an easy fix for a new buyer, and that I don’t want to traumatize my girls.  Moving is traumatic enough.  He said he wants to help us remove every possible objection.  Most people who are looking at our house are young professionals or older people looking for a house where they don’t have to mow the lawn.  Neither of these demographics wants themed kids rooms (although no one has yet complained about the rooms). 

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I spent days choosing the exact colors I wanted to use.  I hand made that ocean stencil, painstakingly added those little jumping dolphins, glued seashells onto the curtain rod and spent hours lounging on the floor as Mr. BBM used glaze paint to create clouds on the walls and vaulted ceilings.  Some of them look like plain old clouds, but if you look closely you can see that some of them are shaped like seahorses, dolphins and starfish. 

We painted this room when I was about seven months pregnant.  It was a hot summer weekend and Mr. BBM and I spent the entire weekend working on it.  When all was said and done, we added Big I’s baby furniture, bought bright-colored sea creatures to hang on the walls and put it all together.

Lil C loves her ocean room.  She likes to pretend she’s Ariel in there.  I realized today though, that it may be me who loves that room the most. 

When we first moved in, it was a playroom/guest room.  As 14 months of trying to have another baby went unanswered, it became this room that was supposed to be and just wasn’t.  And then I took that pregnancy test and our Lil C and this ocean room became a reality. 

Maybe painting it white is just the first step in letting go of this house that is our first real family home.  Letting go of a place that gave you so many fabulous memories is really difficult to do.  It may just be a gallon or two of paint, but it’s what that room represents that is the most difficult to just paint over. If we do decide to paint it, there will be tears and I’m betting that they’ll be mine. 

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