At the time of our home purchase, Sophia had just turned 1, and we were a busy little family of 3. The ugly blue room was just used as a spare bedroom, so I was able to decorate around the blue abyss. I always said "when I get a little extra time, I'll paint this room". That little extra time never came, Madeline did.
The blue abyss became Madeline's room, and everyday I hated seeing that loud paint. As Madeline transitioned to a big girl bedroom, I refused to buy anything to match the ugly walls. I bought purples, pinks, greens and yellows, but not one ounce of blue. The colors clashed so much you needed sunglasses just to enter the room. Night time blood sugar tests required an extra bright light just so you could navigate the oh-so dark room. By this past Christmas I had had enough. I took Madeline to Home Depot and let her pick out her new room color. With great relief, she picked a very soft yellow. We both agreed it was a very happy and cheerful color. It was Madeline.
Madeline could apparently not control herself, and had to touch the forbidden paint. All I could do was laugh, wash Madeline's little yellow finger, and take a picture. I debated whether or not to leave her little mark on the wall permanently. As I tossed the idea around in my head, I thought about the yellow walls representing out with the old, and in with the new.
I want Madeline to have a fresh start. She now has her special yellow room to keep all her beloved stuffed animals, secret treasures and the best hide-and-seek spot in the house.
One small soft light to check those important night time blood sugars is all that is needed.
The little blue fingerprint on the wall is gone, but Madeline's little fingerprint will forever be painted in my heart.