I was given a whole pile of past editions of home-style magazines the other day. The ones filled with beautifully furnished homes, elegant dining areas, kitchens I would sell one of my kidneys for and gardens that put the botanical gardens to shame.

I sat and flicked through them looking for some inspiration. We moved in to our house a few months ago and it is pretty tired and in need of some freshening up. I want it say “we live here!” as soon as friends and family come to visit.

I want the house to reflect us and be practical for our needs.

As I sat there flicking through these gorgeous magazines, I came across a photo of a room that had been styled perfectly. Gorgeous couch, bookshelves and little touches that just tied everything together. It was a photographers gold star kind of photo. You could use your fingers as a photo frame and it just worked. So I looked up and framed my fingers into a square to view our room through. And that’s when reality hit.

Within the frame my fingers had formed, the scene was perfect. Neat and tidy, photo frames, fresh flowers, view of garden. Tick, tick and tick. But outside the frame of my fingers was a completely different picture. Chaos.

It looked like a small tornado had ripped through our house. The one year old had opened the cupboard where we keep the plastic containers and drink bottles and pulled them ALL out. Because apparently you can’t leave anything in the cupboards once you have opened the doors. And you have to then drag and spread them all over the house.

He had pulled at least 20 books off the lowest bookshelves. These too had been spread all over the house.

The washing was piled up on the couch (and was almost as big as the couch itself) and waiting to be sorted and folded and put away. There was a cricket set on the floor. Jumpers hanging off the banisters to be taken upstairs and put away. And nerf bullets everywhere…

Oh. My. God. No wonder I feel frazzled some days.

Despite creating a small sanctuary for me – my desk, it is still amid this chaos. My little one metre space is between the linen cupboards and the upright freezer. And barricaded by the jogger pram and stroller to keep the border of my zone secure. Stylish. I know.

I am by no means, a slob. I’m the opposite. Think Monica from Friends. But I have kids. And dogs. And a husband.

Our home definitely screams out “we live here!”

Can you relate to this? Please share your stories below in the comments.

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  • The lego and toy stage is far behind us. Now its the study stage. Mind you each teen has a desk in their room and we have two studys in this house. Yet a day does not go by that the dining room table and sideboard aren’t covered with books, notebooks, pens, highlighters and laptops. Great they are diligent students, not so great, no room at the table for a cuppa and so much trouble to clear it for dinner!


  • I think every family with kids would be more like your house than the other.


  • We have a plan for our next house which is still a few years off but will have a playroom where the kids can go crazy, where once a week it will be tided up. and when guests ome over the door can be closed so noone will know what lies behind. I am so over constantly cleaning up and putting the things away in the main living room. But if i dont my hubby never looks where he is walking and trips over a lot. The last time he broke a few ribs. He always tells me to calm down and do it at night but then he hurts himself then he gets angry at the things all over the ground. there is no winning i say.


  • Oh I can definitely relate to this!!! Chaos is just a part of our life now!


  • Hilarious! I’ve had tradies come and they’ve ask how long I’ve lived here (aka looks like you just moved in!). I said to a friend yesterday how her place looked like a show home and she fessed up everything (washing etc) just gets put in her bedroom when people come over and the bedroom door gets closed!

    • I think most people have a little room or cupboard like this! ;)


  • This sounds like my house all over. It’s tiny, which is both a positive and negative when it comes to cleaning up – while it doesn’t take that long to clean up it takes even less time for it to look like a bomb went off.


  • Having kids I’ve become to accept my house will never be immaculant but as long as it’s clean and reasonably tidy I’m ok with that.


  • this is a very nice post and very important


  • I like a tidy but comfy and cosy home.


  • Yep. I gave up long ago. As long as its clean enough to be hygienic, I ignore the mess.


  • Lke it


  • Yep our house screams ‘we live here and we love it’. Sometimes I look in awe at magazine photos but I remind myself it’s not always practical for our lifestyle… Like you said about all the books being pulled down.


  • Yes I can. Our house screams ” we live here ” too


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