tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52051474296733647962024-03-19T11:38:35.852-07:00Trials and Tribulations of Tiara JoyMy story in my wordsTiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.comBlogger78125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-24368303675625367482014-06-10T16:13:00.000-07:002014-06-10T16:13:39.900-07:00Miss Bailey Blue's Birth part 2!I know where I ended on part one but I must say, I have had this browser window open for months. I just don't know how I felt about going through the hospital part of this birth. In the past few weeks I have had the opportunity to sit down with everyone who was at Bailey's birth and to get their side of what happened. They were able to fill me in on the things that I can't remember or didn't have the chance to see. I want to preface by saying that some of this story may be a trigger for you. Obviously it has a happy ending but there was a few terrifying moments. With that all said, I hope you enjoy this last chapter in my birth story.<br />
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After I knew for sure that I was being transferred to the hospital I was laying in bed, broken down, and letting the world pack around me. I was still having contraction on top of contraction and was not getting any release. I felt like I was sleeping for hours in between contractions but really it was less than a minute of rest. I was shutting down on my self. Having to get dressed at this point was just miserable. I had at least 3 contractions just while trying to get my pj's back on. Here I am at 10 cm and I'm trying to get dressed. NOT fun!<br />
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Once we had the cars packed everyone helped escort me out of the birthing center and I realized that it was early afternoon. It was like leaving a casino after going in when it was dark and coming out hours later when it's light out. It's a mind trip. I had a moment of embarrassment while walking out when I realized that it was business hours and some poor other mothers had to listen to me roaring and screaming. I'm sure I terrified them.<br />
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We got back in my dad's rental car to go the 5 blocks to the hospital with me in the backseat with my midwife holding me up. Let me tell you, 5 blocks is like a MILLION when you are having contractions every 45 seconds, are in a car, have a baby's head stuck on your pelvis and you CANNOT push!<br />
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We got to the hospital and the midwife rushed to get me a wheelchair to get me in. Of course, the only one we found had no footrests so here I am, having contractions, trying to hold my feet up while we get into the hospital. We found one once we got inside but I was not about to try to switch so I just hollered at them to just get me to the room! Cory, the midwife and I got in the elevator and had to go up to level 4 for admissions. We got there and they said "Tiara right? Ok go down to level three to room 321". Yes. That was it. I had to go all the way to level 4 just for them to say ok, we know you are here. I was not very happy with that. So back into the elevator we go, all while contracting and holding my feet up.<br />
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When we get into my room the doctor was already there and asked if I wanted an epidural. I really wanted to do this natural. I really wanted to have all the sensations and feeling I possibly could. I REALLY didn't want to hear a single person tell me "I told you so" when they find out I couldn't do a natural birth. My midwife saw the hesitation on my face. She asked me if I remembered what she told me at the beginning of my pregnancy? She said " having an epidural is not losing. It's not giving up. Sometimes we need that break for our bodies and in this case having the epidural is needed."<br />
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As soon as I said yes to the epidural the anesthesiologist was in my room. I swear they had him just waiting for me. In about 4 minutes I had three nurses and the anesthesiologist all putting different iv's in different spots and cuffs and monitors everywhere. They put the epidural in during contractions because there was never a moment of no contractions. Trying to not move and stay relaxed while getting a huge needle in your back and contracting is freaking hard! <br />
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Once my epidural was in place it was like Disney land. I have never known relief as sweet as that. I felt my back and hips finally relax after 8 hours. I felt like I could catch my breath. I had a very small dose in place and it was just enough. It was heaven. My midwife and new doctor went thru everything that had been going on and then my midwife wished me luck and left me in the charge of the new doctor. Shortly after that everyone came on in after getting a bite to eat, a quick nap or whatever they needed to do. We met my nurse and went thru what to expect.<br />
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Turns out Bailey was sunny side up and I was having back labor and that was why it was so rough on me. The Dr. tried to manually turn Bailey and he had some success at first. I got a nice break of having to push for about almost an hour. My nurse Linda was amazing and stayed right by my side with my Doula Ashley. Linda tried to prop me on my side with my leg in a stirrup and it
was horribly uncomfortable so my doula asked for a birthing ball to put
between my legs and that was so much better. We had my dad, Cory and my momma on the couch cracking jokes with me and the team. Ashley doula was right by my head the whole time while Ashley photographer was doing her amazing thing taking pictures. Then it was go time.<br />
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We kept pushing and I was still making no progress with Bailey dropping down. Every contraction and push was making Bailey's heart rate drop. The nurse pushed the emergency button and a whole team of 6 nurses rushed into the room at one point in time and pushed everyone away from me while they tried to get Bailey's heart back up. It was devastating. They didn't tell me anything. They just rushed in and took over with out a word. I was so scared. We got her heart rate up and they decided to put a fetal heart monitor directly on to her head with a little screw since the monitor around my belly kept losing her. That seemed to help with the false drops in heart rate but we were still experiencing them. Sometime around here my contractions and labor started to stall and I was given a little whiff of petocin to help push things along so we could get Bailey out.<br />
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Other than the scariness of Bailey's heart, I was feeling great at this point. Just was pushing when they told me since I couldn't feel it and joking and talking with everyone around me. Things started getting more and more serious and every time the doctor came in he was talking to me about emergency c-section and how it was being prepped for me. He discussed the possibility of having to use forceps and vacuum to get her out and that still may result in c-section since she seems to be stuck and kept going back to being sunny side up even after he turned her. I felt like he was humoring us with letting me push for so long. He kept saying he would give me another hour and then another half hour and then another half hour. Every 30 minutes was a fight for me not to have surgery.<br />
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My doula and my momma kept asking if we could get a squat bar for me so that I have something to bear down on. Finally we got one in the room and we had them lower the dose of epidural to almost nothing so I could use my contractions to my advantage and have them help me push. We asked to get a mirror brought in so I could see my progress and have that motivate me to keep going. Once all that happened I started making some serious progress. Bailey was still dropping with every contraction so I was given an oxygen mask to try and help.<br />
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Once I caught glimpse of her sweet little head crowning I was on fire! I was getting that sweet girl out all on my own. I started making more and more progress. Linda stayed right there helping to open me up with every push and trying to work Bailey out. My momma crawled on the bed with me to hold my head up during my pushes while I had my hands wrapped around a sheet on the squat bar to help pull and push. I was getting so excited about my progress. I was joking about how amazing a vagina looks during birth. We were having a ball! I figured out if I wiggle my belly after every push then Bailey's heart would come back up so here I was pushing with all my might then getting oxygen and wiggling with all my might. I'm sure it was quite the sight.<br />
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We got to the hospital at 10:30. By 3pm it was time. Bailey was coming! The doctor came in and we were all joking about who would cut the cord and when I should push for a final boost of my epidural before go time. That's when things got serious. They had already set up a special NICU bassinet in the room since we were having issues with her heart. Now all the nurses started trickling in.<br />
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I don't remember much. I pushed and pushed and pushed and watched that mirror to see her come out. At some point an alarm was sounded in the nurses station and we had a whole NICU team come rushing in. Bailey was pushed out and the whole room dropped to dead silence. Dead silence.<br />
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When you watch movies and shows about birth you know they come out pretty ugly and take a whooping second to breathe and cry. I was prepared for that and I prepared Cory for that. I wasn't prepared for what we got. We had nothing. I saw her plop out and I saw her just dangling there in the doctors hands. She was grayish blue. No oxygen in her tiny little body. The doctor pulled her out and unwrapped my cord from around her neck, around her arm, and around her tiny little tummy and immediately cut it and handed her off to the team of nurses.<br />
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I just sat on my bed with my momma behind me, my doula and nurse next to me and Cory just sat down on the couch next to my dad. Ashley H. (the photographer and my good friend) had been right behind the doctor for the birth and she was able to see everything. I just kept staring at my doula wondering why I couldn't hear her. Why wasn't anyone telling me anything? Why couldn't Cory go over to her? Why in the world was no one telling me anything?! I kept looking from face to face to see someone show a happy face. A nurse had purposely stood in front of my line of vision and my doctor was busy delivering my placenta and stitching my tiny tear. I kept asking if she was ok. I kept looking at Ashley H since she had the best view of Bailey. She had stopped taking pictures. She was doing her best not to break down herself. My momma tried to climb down off the bed and everyone told her to just stay and be there for me. I was losing my mind. I have never been more scared. I have never wanted to hear a baby cry more than I did in those first 7 minutes. It was the most silent room full of the most nervous energy I have ever been in.<br />
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Finally I heard my baby girl cry and I broke down and heaved and cried. I begged them to let Cory go over to her. They finally let him and as soon as he spoke to her she stopped and looked right at her daddy. He was able to stay next to her for the remaining of them working on her until finally they brought her to me to be placed on my chest. I sat there ripping my gown off and it was so tangled in all the iv lines and blood pressure cuff. I was getting so frustrated I begged them to just take it all off me so I could have my baby. I just pulled it all behind my head and they brought my sweet girl to me and laid her on my chest. Feeling her tiny body move with every breath on my chest was the sweetest feeling even though it was still so raspy and wet sounding. <br />
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Bailey had been born with an APGAR score of 2. Ashley H. told me much later how she watched them work on Bailey. She was the only one that had a view point. As soon as the nurses had Bailey they quickly put her on the table and pulled her head back so that they could place the ventilator tube down her throat. She had a breathing tube in while one nurse worked on sucking all the fluid and meconium out of her lungs. Ashley said she was shocked with how rough they seemed to handle her. Her poor body was left completely limp while her chest heaved upwards with every push of air they compressed into her lungs. I can't imagine what she felt as she watched that with out dropping a single tear for me. She stayed strong so that I wouldn't know how scary this situation really was.Bailey moved up to an APGAR of 5 after a few minutes of work and she finally was given a score of 7 when all was said and done. <br />
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I'm so thankful for the nurse that stood in my way. For my doula just keeping her eyes on me and telling me that she is going to be just fine and not to worry, that I would have my baby soon they just needed to make sure she was ok. So thankful for my momma staying in bed with me and not leaving me alone when I needed the comfort the most. I'm beyond thankful that Cory had no clue how serious of a situation we were in. He still to this day doesn't understand how close we were to losing her and I'm ok with that. He was spared that horror. I'm beyond thankful for Ashley H. staying strong and not letting me see her fear. My dad for sitting there quietly and being so calm for me when I know he was anything but. I was the luckiest momma in that hospital that day to have such an amazing team with me and a healthy baby girl in my arms.<br />
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To see most my birth photos please go to<a href="https://www.facebook.com/ashleychristinaphotography" target="_blank">https://www.facebook.com/ashleychristinaphotography</a> or directly to the album at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.698384196892793.1073741889.457151844349364&type=3" target="_blank">https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.698384196892793.1073741889.457151844349364&type=3</a> <br />
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To read about my doula please go to <a href="http://www.peacefulbeginningsds.com/" target="_blank">http://www.peacefulbeginningsds.com/</a> or her Facebook site at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/PeacefulBeginningsDoulaServices" target="_blank">https://www.facebook.com/PeacefulBeginningsDoulaServices</a>Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-14721601761113049562014-03-31T12:48:00.000-07:002014-03-31T12:48:29.299-07:00Miss Bailey Blue's Birth Story part 1I don't even know where to begin with this amazing journey I had. I suppose we will start with my doctor's appointment on Tuesday the 11th, four days after my due date.<br />
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On Tuesday I went to my 11am appoint with my midwife at the Birth Center. All was looking good and I had my membranes swept and they stretched me to a stretchy 4 cm and could feel my water bulging while I was 100% effaced. All good signs for labor to start soon! I was told to go walk for a few hours to see if that helps to get things going. I called my parents and let them know that hopefully things would get going soon and then went and met up with my girlfriends to go on a walk.<br />
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We walked for about a mile and then I left and went to Home Depot for a few things and started having cramps and felt like I was leaking so I decided that it may be best for me to head on home just in case. I got a call from my dad and stepmom saying they had booked a flight for that night because we were all just so excited!<br />
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My parents got in late that night and nothing new was going on. We all went to bed and Cor went to work on Wednesday while the parentals and I went to downtown Snohomish to try and walk this baby out! We were out and about for about 5 hours walking from shop to shop and up and down so many stairs! I was completely enjoying our day out and wasn't feeling too much different from the day before. Sore and pressure but no contractions or pain. Was this baby ever going to come?!<br />
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We went home and Cor made us all dinner. I sat on the yoga ball bouncing the night away while using my manual pump to try to jumpstart contractions. Nothing was happening except me getting tired and sore!<br />
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Thursday came and I had made a call to my midwife because I had thought I was leaking fluid and was concerned. They said they would get back to us and so we went on a good long walk with the dogs around our neighborhood. When we finally heard back from the midwife she was not concerned at all. I asked what I could do to get this going and she said nothing and to stop walking. Walking will only exhaust me for when labor comes. So the parents and I just sat on the couches and hung out. Cor was at work and then went to band practice until about 7pm so it was just My dad, momma2 and I hanging out at home and having a blast!<br />
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I don't think I have ever laughed as hard as I did that day. I was hysterically laughing and wheezing and crying over everything! My dad and I must have looked like lunatics! We didn't have dinner that night. Just munched on pickled green beans, red vines, cheesecake and other crap. We were starting to think this baby was never coming so we just stayed up a little on the late side. Everyone was drinking beer and jagermiester and my dad suggested I take a tiny sip of Jagger because you never know, Bailey might just want out to join the party! I took two little sips of my daddy's shot and we continued to laugh the night away.<br />
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We all finally went to bed around 11pm or so. Our bellies full of junk food and our cheeks sore from laughing.. I woke up to pee at about 1:30 am. I did my usual potty break and text my darling friend Cari, who had just had a baby about a month prior. I climbed into bed and closed my eyes only to be awaken by a sudden urge to pee at about 1:45am. I got up, ran to the toilet and thought my water was breaking. I sat there for about a minute and then the first contraction hit hard and fast. Two minutes later another hit and I called out for Cory to wake up. He got up confused and helped me time them out. They were immediately one minute long and 2 minutes apart. This was happening fast and furious.<br />
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I had him call our amazing doula, Ashley, and let her know what was going on. We were told by the birth center to wait until the contractions were 1 minute long and 2 minutes apart for at least 2 hours before paging the midwives and coming in. At this point Wheeler, our doggy, had gotten up and went to the guest room to let my parents know we were in labor. My momma2 was already up as she had heard me groaning loudly and my lovely papa was trying to go back to sleep thinking it was going to take some time. <br />
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I hoped in the shower to try and help with the contractions. I don't know how long I was in there. I do know it helped immensely to have that hot water pounding on my back. My momma was sitting in the bathroom with me timing my contractions while Cory talked with the doula and finally paged the midwives since we live about 30 minutes away from the birth center and my contractions were just coming harder and faster. I finally got out of the shower because I didn't want to use up all the hot water. I wanted to save it in case the pain got worse and I needed to get back in, not realizing that this labor was going fast and I wouldn't be home much longer.<br />
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I got dressed in some scrubby pajamas, not the cute pj's I had picked out for labor ;), and went to the living room to try some of the techniques our doula had shown us. My contractions were still a minute or longer and every 2-3 minutes so I wasn't able to do all the things I thought I would do while in beginning stages of labor such as do the dishes, fill the cooler with ice packs and snacks, make sure my bag is packed with everything I need and get the dogs to pee, etc. Instead I was on all fours holding on to my birth ball and trying to talk everyone into grabbing what was needed and packing the cars up.<br />
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We finally got the all clear from the midwives to come to the birth center at about 4am. I had been in labor and trying not to push for 2 hours. I climbed in the back of my dad's rental car and laid down trying to just close my eyes and zone out for the ride while my dad followed Cory to the birth center. I tried to keep track of where we were by following the turns but I couldn't. I had no clue where we were in relation to the birth center and I just needed to focus on getting thru the contractions alone.<br />
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Once we got to the birth center it was about 4:20am and the street was empty. The birth center is on one of the main roads in Downtown Everett and is lined by businesses with apartments above them. I got out of the car and had two contractions while standing outside and I will never forget standing on Colby Ave in the dreary early morning and letting out roars and groans that echoed up and down North Everett while waiting for the midwives to show up and open the birth center. I wanted to laugh with how ridiculous it was and was imagining the people waking up in their apartments wondering who was getting murdered below. <br />
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One of the assistants showed up a few minutes after us and let us in. I begged her to let me get in the tub and was told I needed to wait until I had been checked to make sure it was safe. My doula showed up right about this time and I couldn't be happier to see her as well as my amazing friend Ashley who was doing our birth photos. We got in the room and things became a blur. We got me checked and found that I was 7 cm and my water hadn't fully broke yet and I was free to get in the tub!<br />
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I climbed in and was told to stay on all fours and to try to stay off my back. The water felt wonderful but it was difficult to find a comfortable way to lay and I didn't really have anything to hold on to except my darling doula. Finally Cory sat on the edge of the back of the tub so I could hang on him and lay between his legs. Every contraction was hitting like a brick to the back and was so hard to not push. I don't know how long I was in that tub but about an hour or so later they pulled me out to check me again and I was 10cm and my water had broke so I was allowed to start pushing for real! <br />
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The room was low lit and so warm with mellow music going in the background. We had our wonderful midwife Darlene, her daughter Brianne who is finishing her license to become a midwife, a birth assistant, my doula Ashley, our photographer Ashley, my amazing stepmom, my daddy and Cory and I. I had so much love and support in that room with me. Here I was in full blown labor and I was just so in love with everyone in that room with me.<br />
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I pushed and pushed and pushed. My doula was next to me the entire time massaging my legs, my shoulders, feeding me honey sticks and frozen grapes to keep the energy up, whatever I needed. Everyone else was helping keep a huge bowl of ice water in the room so they could keep wash clothes cold and on me. We tried pushing on a birthing stool, pushing while on the toilet backwards, pushing on all fours, pushing on my back on the bed, pushing, and pushing and pushing. My midwife was trying to help my cervix along as it seemed the lip of my cervix wouldn't go up all the way. I would push and she could get it moved but then once I stopped pushing it would go back down and it was making it hard for the baby to move down more. We tried a few more positions with Cory holding me up in his lap and dropping my butt down every time a contraction came while my doula stood behind him holding my hands to keep me from falling. We were trying to use gravity to get her down. <br />
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After a few hours of all these positions we were able to get the cervix to stay all the way up and open and we thought the baby would be making her entrance at any time now. I was laying on the bed with Ashley by my head holding my hand while my momma held one leg up, one of the assistants was holding the other leg and another was on the other side of my head holding my hand feeding me water while cory kept the wash clothes coming. I will never forget that moment.<br />
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I was sitting there pushing as hard as I could and in between those contractions I would just look around me and realize that this is how labor should be. Every woman should be surrounded by loving and caring women helping to bring this baby into the world. I was so in love with every person in that room. My vision was fuzzy with endorphins. Being able to stare into my doula's eyes without her breaking contact and just having her whisper to me about how my body is doing it,it's happening and I was doing soo good. Having Cory hold me up and let me hang on him and kiss him. All I wanted in that time was to kiss Cory and pet Ashley. Here I was in extreme labor wanting to love on everyone. <br />
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After about 5 hours of pushing I was getting so tired. We switched my position so I was on my knees and the idea was to reach up and use the headboard as leverage to bear down and push during contractions. I tried so hard. I pushed with all I had left in me but my contractions had started to stall. I was getting them every minute and they were only lasting about 30 seconds. Not long enough for me to get a good push or a good rest in. I was exhausted. The pain in my back was extreme and I couldn't get my back or hips to relax. <br />
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My midwife came in and told me the baby was still not making the progress she needed to make. She let me know that I had two options. I could either be transferred immediately to the hospital or I could try for another half hour and if nothing happens than I would need to be transferred. This was at about 9 am and I decided to try for another 30 minutes. I wanted this birth in that birth center. That was my plan and that was what I was going to do. But, I have to admit, there was something in the back of my head that was telling me it was ok to go to the hospital and that it wasn't giving up.<br />
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My doula was next to me and talking to me and giving me so much encouragement. Letting me know to push with all my might on these next few contractions and to fight for my baby girl. I pushed and I pushed and it wasn't happening. Everyone was moving around and packing up their stuff while my doula and I sat on that bed and tried our hardest to get Bailey to come on down. That 30 minutes went faster than anything in the world. It was over. We were getting transferred. The emotions were so high. I was worried, relieved, scared, and pissed off at myself. Having Ashley there with Cory and I and my family was crucial. She kept us calm and let me just cry in her lap as I started the process of grieving for a birth that I wanted and couldn't have as well as preparing for a mind shift and coming to terms with a hospital birth. <br />
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to be cont.......Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-46496864612554778732014-01-05T12:17:00.000-08:002014-01-06T14:51:42.290-08:00Since that fateful July 6th 2013I remember sitting on the toilet staring at that little stick.<br />
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I remember the absolute thrill and the absolute, all encompassing terror that washed through me. <br />
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I stared at that stick for a good minute or two making sure that I was really seeing two lines. Trying to see if my eyes were playing tricks on me.<br />
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Then I realized I had to tell Cory. Crap.<br />
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We were trying. It shouldn't be that scary. We knew this would happen eventually. What better timing? Our friends were expecting! This will be fun! right?<br />
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I walked out of the bathroom shaking and debating how to go about this. I wanted to do something cute and memorable but I also knew I couldn't keep it in. So I walked right up to him as he was sitting on the computer in the dining room.<br />
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I asked him if he wanted to do a shot. Yep. I said " hey babe you want a shot of jagger? or Fireball?"<br />
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He looked at me like I was crazy and said no. I then told him we have all these half bottles in the freezer and someone needs to drink them and it's not going to be me. Then he laughed, looked at me and said "what are you pregnant or something?"<br />
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This was it. I had to just say it. "Yep." It took everything in me not to start laughing and crying. He didn't believe me and I had to tell him I was dead serious as I was hysterically laughing. He still said no way and I had to pull him into the bathroom and show him the test as I was shaking the whole time. <br />
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His response was really nothing to write home about. I think he said oh crap once or twice and that was it. I got radio silence for a day or two while he processed this Earth-shattering news. I know how he processes so it was ok. I did my best to not just jump into BABY mode and give him time to take it all in.<br />
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Two weeks later he was in the kitchena nd popped his head out with a big goofy grin and looked me straight in the eye and said, " This means I get to take the baby to it's first ever Monster Truck show right?"<br />
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"Yes, darling. You get to be there for the first of EVERYTHING!" And with that he was done processing and was ready to be excited! <br />
<br />Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-3930349417445249462014-01-04T12:03:00.001-08:002014-01-04T12:21:35.581-08:002014, A new year and a whole new life! It's been some time since I have said hello to this little blog of mine.<br />
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The last 8 months has changed my life in so many ways and has kept me so busy and yet I found myself remembering this little corner of the internet that I call mine. I had so many well intended posts and so much news to share and at the same time I just couldn't bring myself to write about any of it.<br />
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In May of last year we decided to no longer NOT try to get pregnant. We thought it would take some time and why not just let nature take it's course? In June we found out that our very dear friends were finally pregnant after a long time trying and we couldn't be more excited for them! We celebrated their news while out at the bar to listen to Cory's band play and that night we celebrated some more.<br />
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We went about our lives for the next few weeks although I was feeling ridiculously tired all the time. I was needing to pull my car over and take naps in parking lots just to get safely home. I knew something was up but I still had a few weeks before I would know what was going on. <br />
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Fast forward to about June 30th and I knew something was up. I told Cory that I would gladly be the Designated Driver for our 4th of July festivities and we went about our holiday weekend hanging out with friends, blowing stuff up and ended with a little trip over the mountains and to Ellensburg to say hi to Cory's brother and family. <br />
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On our two hour journey I started to get car sick and wasn't feeling well at all. I felt like I needed to just sit on solid ground and breathe fresh air and maybe take a nap or two. We made it, barely. We had a little BBQ that night and ground beef hamburgers was disgusting to me. I just couldn't stand the texture and it tasted so weird to me no matter what I slathered on it. So I fed the rest to the dogs and I called it a night at about 8pm.<br />
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The next day we headed home, dropped off our nephew at his mom's house and then straight home. As soon as we got home I ran to the bathroom, peed on a stick and BOOM. Our life was forever changed.<br />
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<br />Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-32713193032302422832013-05-22T10:49:00.000-07:002013-05-22T10:49:16.300-07:00Home pauseWe are on a slight detour of life at this time.<br />
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Our house is kinda in a waiting period and I feel like our lives are as well.<br />
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Cor just got a new job that shows nothing but promises of a great future. But how do you wait for the future when you are as inpatient as me?<br />
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I am feeling like second fiddle to Cory's life and I am making choices to try to change that. It's a very difficult journey to find yourself after 4 years of focusing on who you are standing next to your man to trying to focus on who you are as an individual.<br />
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I have always thought of myself as a strong independent woman, which I am, but I also am very much a dependent woman. Not in a financial or emotional sense but in the fact that I always try to leave myself available to my boyfriend. I try not to make plans to do things that would interfere with when he is not at work. I try to get all "my" stuff done during early mornings before work or while he is at band practice.<br />
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I used to admire and want to be a Proverbs 31 woman. I wanted to do everything in my power to create an environment that is purely for my man. I wanted to be able to give him the support, encouragement and confidence to do whatever he wanted or needed to do. I wanted him to know things will always be taken care of at home so he can focus on what he needs to do. I took a wonderful thing and turned it much too literal. In providing that environment for him I lost myself completely. I forgot one of the biggest parts of being a proverbs woman. Staying strong with yourself.<br />
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I began to resent him for not doing "his" part at home. But to speak truthfully and honestly I never really gave him a part to play. Now that we have this house I expect him to start, work on or complete a project daily. Now I need him to play his part but he is still learning it. I say that I do everything with the house and I feel that it is a true statement. But then I realize that may be a gross exaggeration. He may not do as much but really I don't give him the opportunity because I want it done faster than he thinks it needs to be done.<br />
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I handle our finances and I bitch about being the one to "do" everything but I picked that role. I choose to take it on because I actually ENJOY making a budget, paying bills on time and following plans. I don't think I would be able to sit back and have him take over that role so why do I bitch about it? <br />
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I handle the majority of cleaning, dusting, sweeping, laundry, dishes, weed-pulling, and grocery shopping. Once again, I put myself in that role because I get frustrated when Cor does it because it isn't to my standards or how I do it. I could absolutely let him do the laundry or dishes but because I'm such a control freak and I always get cranky if he does tiny loads of laundry or runs the dishwasher with only half the amount of dishes that need to be washed, I choose to just do it myself.<br />
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These are things that I don't need to waste energy complaining or being upset about. I made this pigeon hole and as much as I feel I nag him to do things I could probably just let it go.I can ask myself "Does it need to be done immediately?" If it does then I can just do it myself. Really I am faster at most cleaning so in the amount of time it takes for me to nag I can probably have it done.<br />
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So with the house I have started to make a 'Cory list' and a 'Tiara list'. I can write down a project or task that I need him to do and he can look at it and get it done. If nothing has been done in a week then we can sit down and find out how to make time for it. Same goes with my list.<br />
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I miss me. I find myself resenting my boyfriend for not doing things but
in reality I have helped provided this environment for him for the past 4
years. Is it really his fault that I have always catered to him and
never really pushed him to do much? Maybe partially but that is for him to work on. <br />
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Now what do I do about my own life that I feel is just passing me by?<br />
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I don't grab a bite with friends. Heck, I really don't have many friends that I even feel comfortable with anymore. I don't call ANYONE. I rarely text people even if they are always on my mind.<br />
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I feel like all my friends have now become acquaintances. I feel so far away from them that I don't even know where to start. How do you become friends with someone that you abandoned? Do you try to go out for coffee with each of them individually? Should I just throw a huge party and beg people to show up? I'll find a way. <br />
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In the meantime, I am trying to find my balance. Balance for me, him and us. It's not going to be an easy journey and I really am trying to leave my expectations empty. I am trying to allow things to happen naturally and just to trust my instincts.<br />
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I know one thing about myself and that is that I have to have a goal and a purpose. I can't force my goals and timeline on Cor and so I must find one that is just for me. <br />
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What do I love?<br />
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What drives me and makes me feel strong and powerful and accomplished?<br />
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What makes my endorphins kick into gear?<br />
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I know I love working out. Yoga makes me feel so unbelievably strong and it helps me with all my joint issues while also making me more comfortable with my body image. I also love lifting and doing fast paced hard workouts and so I have been playing with the idea of starting Crossfit. I know both of these will get me out of the house and around new people. I know either will be great for my own mindset. I need to do me. I need to just say that I am the most important person in this world. And I need to believe it.<br />
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I have no children and I'm not married. My family is important and Cory is important but no one is as important as me. No one's happiness is more important than mine. Period.<br />
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Time to remember that and time to make that a priority. I can't be a good friend or spouse without being a good me.<br />
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I don't know what will happen with Cory and I. I don't know if he will fill the role I expect of him. I can only be open and honest with him and let him make that choice on his own. Just like I need to make the choices of staying strong and sticking to my goal of finding myself.<br />
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We are on a journey. I suppose that is what life is. A constant journey and a constant road of following your gut, making compromises and finding joy in yourself and others. Just breathe it out.<br />
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<br />Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-37411181199075839762013-04-04T12:46:00.000-07:002013-04-04T12:46:15.247-07:00Home... Blah blah blah. I'm so in love!What a fun season in life right now.<br />
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So many friends, more facebook friends than real life friends (I'm working on that), are having babies and buying houses. It seems the weddings are slowing down right now and the next chapters of life are starting.<br />
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This is so much fun for me because, well, I can relate to this stage of life better. I'm not engaged, planning a wedding, going on honeymoon's or any of that stuff so I had a hard time feeling overly excited when my friends were in that phase. I was of course happy for them and excited to be a part of that magical day but I didn't have the same emotions as I do now.<br />
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Now I just am over the moon when I see friends posting pictures of their homes, yards and gardens. I get giddy over it all. I can relate. I can swap stories and get inspiration. It's like this super cool club that I feel like I joined.<br />
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Don't even get me started on the babies. Baby stories will instantly give me goosey bumps and make tears prickle my eyeballs. THAT is some serious awesomeness! I love babies and baby stuff.<br />
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I can't wait for that moment where I can share the news that we are expecting (not to worry, it's not anytime soon).<br />
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But for now I will revel in the house love and to show ya what I mean...<br />
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I pulled a Martha and put caulking on the back of our rugs to make them stop sliding EVERYWHERE..... Don't waste your caulk. Barely works.... Maybe I will try again with more of a silicone version. I think my floors are just too dirty. Heeheheehe....<br />
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Our yard has been mowed, the house sprayed for spiders and bugs and the sticker bushes are almost completely gone!! The area in front of those trees was just full of sticker bushes and now its open and there is even a few small trees growing... I'm looking forward to seeing what they are and to putting a sweet little chair swing up in that tree!<br />
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We stopped at Home Depot to pick up a few small things and walked out with these chairs. I have been in love with them for years and we were originally going to get the raw wood ones to stain or paint but we decided this was a faster cheaper alternative and they look great! Love the pop of color it adds to the front porch. I'm working on a really sweet table idea for in between.<br />
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Gotta show some love to our massive driveway. I swept and edge the whole thing the other day and what a pain in the butt! A ton of leaves were so run over I swear I thought they would be imprinted into the asphalt but we got it pretty. I'm hoping next summer to put a new blacktop on just to freshen it up.<br />
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When we bought the house it came with a huge black mailbox with peeling stickers of the last owner's name and it was faded and rusting. I had grand dreams of a gorgeous mailbox with our house address and our name in some awesome decal font. I was vetoed on putting our name on the box and I was vetoed on the decal idea. Finally after 3 months of this mailbox sitting on our coffee table with paint pens Cor finally painted the numbers on with that sweet little detail on the back. I kinda like that only we see it. It's growing on me.<br />
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Hard to tell but the numbers are outlined in lime green with a little bit of orange highlighting.<br />
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Lots of little projects getting done and adding up to a home we love. Can't wait to share more projects and a super fun baby party we are throwing in a few weeks!! <br />
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The Bathroom before was a very drab place. It was dark, dingy and absolutely outdated. With one wall painted a denim blue and the other three a harvest yellow it just screamed 90's country. The heater on the ceiling was a smoke yellow, you know that color walls turn after someone smokes for years in a house? Ya that and the ceiling exhaust fan were that color. So were the outlet covers, the light switch, the heater knob and the exhaust fan knob. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgICu7zruYO9T3zEZEQxYPnls-AxGYmROWhOZw6ppYf4srv0bHM1VLPZH2Mo-iqEQiWSFDjlS5CAOTrhOarGkl-68JKLChnVn5laweYd4BdFk5ba5Ze95DQGWTepN16_EIQ7mjAhbaPJEU/s1600/2013-03-27+10.10.08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div>
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When we first moved in there was oak towel bar, can we say gross and
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The picture below is after I painted the mirror frame. That was also oak. because ya know, why not?</div>
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The ceiling was the biggest project ever. I scraped the peeling bits and then we mudded!<br />
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The big box of mud! This stuff was awesome. It was already pre-mixed and ready to use. I made the mistake of getting a 14 inch trowel instead of a 12 and those 2 extra inches really did make it a little bit harder to control and keep level. Your arm gets very tired!</div>
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Once that was done and dried, I sanded the entire ceiling. With my little tiny hand sander. So much fun.... Not! It made the biggest mess I have ever seen! I taped the drain in both the bathtub and the sink to try and prevent a ton of the stuff going down the drains. Then it was go time! </div>
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This is the ceiling after the first mud and before the first sanding. You can see the big grooves and ridges. Since we won't be adding texture to the ceiling we needed to do our best to get it as smooth and flat as possible. </div>
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It just needed a light touch in most places but in others you had to just go over and over and over to get it flat and even.<br />
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And this is what I looked like HALF way through! Just halfway! Oh it was insane!</div>
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I couldn't imagine doing it with out that mask! Even with it on I had white bogeys for days! And I had extremely full hair with awesome body! <br />
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After sanding I wiped it all down and then put up another, very thin, coat of mud. and while that dried I started on the rest of the projects for the bathroom. The light fixture was a cream color and just so blah. I sprayed it Oil Rubbed Bronze and then glued pennies all over it. I kinda thought it looked weird and cheap but I just kept on going. <br />
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I also sprayed the shower curtain rod the same color and glued pennies to some letters that spell out "BATH". We have a painting Cor's grandma did for us that was kinda the color inspiration and so I sprayed that frame as well.<br />
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Once the mud was done drying I did a very light sand and wipe and then started painting. I started with the walls to allow the mud a whole day to cure. We picked a very light blue with a creamy white ceiling color.<br />
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We brought the ceiling color down a few inches onto the wall to add a bit more height and something different. I wasn't so sure but now I love it!<br />
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Once the paint was dry and the tub was caulked we got to work putting the place back together. First up was the light.... I am in love. We splurged and got the "vintage" Thomas Edison style light bulbs and they seriously are just amazing. They are very yellow in color which kinda changed the whole fresh, bright and clean vibe but look how awesome!!<br />
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We haven't hung the letters or the frame yet, still deciding on the best way and place. But they look just as sweet and awesome on the counter. We also bought a new set of towel rings, bar and toilet paper holder in the same ORB color as everything else.<br />
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I spray painted the fan and heater covers to a crisp white and am doing the knobs later today. Makes a huge difference in the look. and look at the gleam on that gorgeous ceiling of mine!<br />
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Below is one option of tp storage that I am playing with, hence the tag still attached. I still want a cool shelf to add above the toilet for storage and drama pieces. <br />
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We still need to finish painting the vanity which is on this weeks to do list and we need to get some big fluffy towels and some other little bits to pull it together. I kinda love it and can't wait to show it off!<br />
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For the meantime I shall post my trip to the zoo I took a few weeks ago.<br />
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I went with my brother, Sister-in-law, two nieces, and another family that we are friends with. We went on a Sunday and the weather was kinda crappy. Not too cold but gray and a little drizzly. The day before was of course a gorgeous sunny bright blue sky Saturday! Figures.<br />
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We got there pretty early to see the lion cubs, there were 4! They were all wrestling around with some cardboard boxes and it was just absolutely adorable! There was a Kangaroo with her baby still in the pouch and he was sticking his tiny little head out to eat. Very cute and weird all at the same time. All the animals seemed to be out and about more than I have ever seen before. It was actually kinda the perfect zoo trip. Except for the minor four year old meltdown we had at the very end.<br />
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Total Picture overload but it was so much fun to run around with the girls and see so many animals so up close and personal! Gotta love being a kid again!<br />
<br />Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-62934840663782445362013-03-16T09:47:00.001-07:002013-03-16T09:47:41.706-07:00Bathroom BluesSo a few weeks ago I got a bug up my bootaytay and decided to start chipping away at the flakes on the ceiling of my guest bathroom. It has a heavy texture that matches all the walls and I can't stand it. But the main issue was that it wasn't properly primed and so it was wasting away. <br />
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Fast forward 3 hours later and not much was accomplished. <br />
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This is a close up of the texture and what it looked like once I started scraping.... Not fun. Some places it was really thick and would come right off but most places were so thin it would just rip the dry wall.... SO, I got creative and decided to just "mud" over the whole ceiling.<br />
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This is the first application that Cor did and it still needs to be sanded down and prepped for the second and hopefully final mud.<br />
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You can see that some bubbles are kinda evident and we can't figure it out on why it happened but hopefully it can be sanded away since we are planning on not adding texture and will be using a semi-gloss paint.<br />
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Now Cory has decided that he wants to do the walls too so everything is flat. This was my initial idea when we bought the house. But now it just seems silly. Does it really matter if the walls are textured? Does anyone really even notice? Do I care if they even notice? <br />
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I think I bit off way more than I am willing to chew! I have about 2 weeks to get this bathroom finished and I still need to prime and paint the walls and vanity, add new hardware, redo the light fixture (awesome project in mind for that!) and re caulk the tub. Not including the floors which need to be ripped out and the subfloor replaced.... That is slotted for the end of April. <br />
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Can't wait to show some final pictures on this guy! I think it will be my favorite room!Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-42034377292794781492013-03-10T11:05:00.000-07:002013-03-10T11:05:01.047-07:00Storage a Positive or a negative?I'm an anti-storage person. <br />
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Cor is a Super storage person.<br />
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If he could save everything he would. And not in a very organized way either. Unless it's his tools. Kinda.<br />
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When we first started looking for a house Cor thought that storage would be one thing I looked for. Extra closets, lots of Bathroom drawers, a big pantry, tons of cupboards. I wanted none of that.<br />
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We would watch HGTV and see people touring houses complaining that there was a lack of closets and I would want to shake them.<br />
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The house we bought has a ridiculous amount of storage. We have a 840 sq ft shop. We have an entry closet, a pantry closet, a huge water heater/hall closet, a laundry room with shelves, a guest bathroom with a resonable amount of storage, a master bath with so many drawers and cabinets that half are sitting empty, a Master closet with only one wall being used and it is the shortest wall in the whole walk-in. Oh and we have two empty back bedrooms. Not including my hutch or our bookshelves and all that crap.<br />
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We have more storage than stuff and I have noticed us filling it slowly over the last 4 months.<br />
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We figured out this difference when I suggested ripping down cupboards in the kitchen so that it could be more open. Cory said no. Where would I put dishes? Where would I put bowls? I don't want a place to put any of that.<br />
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Let me explain.<br />
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The more storage the more you store.<br />
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Makes sense right? If you have the space you will probably fill it. Once filled you will assume you need more space. To fill. It's a vicious cycle that I can't stand. I am totally aware that I fall into this trap but I try not to.<br />
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When we downsized to a condo to save for a house I got rid of so much stuff. Then, a year later, I got rid of more stuff when we moved into our house. Now, 4 months later, I feel like it's all creeping back in on me. How we have managed to fill a 2,000 sq ft house with stuff from a 800 sq ft apartment completely amazes me. <br />
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I try to always get rid of old clothes when I buy new ones and same with shoes and the like. But when it comes to house stuff I seem to get rid of things I never use only to find myself buying a newer version of what I got rid of. Then I never use that either! Why do I waste our money on this crap?<br />
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So, following my Spring do something post, I am going to clean house. I do not need 2 waffle makers. I do not need 3 crockpots, one that is missing a lid. I do not need 7 different mixing bowls that are all about the same size. I do not need another pretty serving tray that I will pack away and never use. And I most definitely do not need any more cheap Tupperware when I have my glass Pyrex and there is only 2 of us! <br />
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It's time to clean the clutter and bring order back to our house.<br />
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I have 4 full junk drawers. FOUR FULL JUNK DRAWERS!! Why?!!<br />
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Pantry</div>
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Bathroom with drawers not shown</div>
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Laundry (prior to cabinets)</div>
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Guest room #2 closet (now full of painting supplies and other crap)</div>
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Master closet (this is a huge room and we only use these shelves)</div>
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Guest room #1 closet (full of crap)</div>
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Master bathroom cabinets (6 drawers, 5 cabinets)</div>
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<br />Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-79569547878523853982013-03-09T13:43:00.001-08:002013-03-09T13:43:31.723-08:00the battle of the SlothAh here we are at the end of week two of Tiara being a crazy lady and only working 25 hours a week.<br />
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My bathroom is still how it was last week when I started ripping it apart. But I do have all the materials to complete it.<br />
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My sticker bushes are still laying in piles in my yard. But I do have an empty yard waste tub to fill.<br />
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My bananas are sitting on the counter about to turn into syrup. But I do have all the ingredients to make bread, or cakes or muffins....<br />
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My laundry is still clean in the dryer and not hanging in the closet. And I have nothing but time to hang them!<br />
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I found my enemy and his name is LAZY!!<br />
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Now it is still technically Winter, and we have had a lot of rain and very cold weather the last week. So I really haven't been motivated to get off the couch and away from the Netflix TV Series section and the orange glow of the space heater.<br />
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Might I remind you that we canceled our cable so that we wouldn't be sucked in. So we would get up and move. Complete projects. Interact. You know, all that nuclear family crap.<br />
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We are epically failing in this department. Cory has been sucked into a new online game and I have been sucked into trash TV marathons. It's just soo easy when you don't have to wait a week to see what happens next!<br />
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So, I am challenging our house to spruce up for Spring. I am going to turn off the netflix and turn up the Pandora. Tune out the Facebook and tune in to the birds. I do much better when I feel like I am being held accountable and so I am going to make an effort to walk the dog's every day. Get out and do one thing outside.<br />
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In other news, It's gorgeous outside today. Like, crazy blue sky and crisp fresh air gorgeous. So I'm going to soak up what I can after work. I'm going to do something and keep that TV turned off!<br />
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And I might just even paint my nails again. That's right people. I painted my nails for the first time in 3 years! It makes me feel pretty.<br />
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So onward my friends! Onward to doing instead of saying!!Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-59976298922882707342013-03-03T08:48:00.000-08:002013-03-03T08:48:59.857-08:00Time provides changeWhat an amazing week it has been. My first week working full time, well 5 days equals 25 hours, was amazing. So many things were accomplished that have been put on back burners. I started my bathroom project of scraping the ceiling and painting. I continued ripping down all my sticker bushes in the front yard. But most importantly I spent time with my family. <br />
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Every morning I tried to send Cor off with a hot breakfast and a packed lunch. Every night we had dinner together at a reasonable time. We caught a movie on Wednesday. Rented a movie at 6pm on a Saturday. That is unheard of. 3 years of me working nights and weekends and now we get time together. It's amazing. <br />
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Our house is clean and I'm not coming home at midnight all pissy because its a mess, mostly my fault every time anyways. I'm not rushing to do a load of laundry so my chef pants are clean every night. We just don't feel rushed. It's wonderful. I can't even begin to explain it. Even my dogs are more settled than before. Jazmina has become the expert cuddler with me and I have never seen her do that. Although Cor tells me she does it every night with him normally. Well now Momma is home!!<br />
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Yesterday I was able to take a day adventure up to Steven's Pass with my brother, sister and two nieces. I didn't have to hesitate when they asked me if I wanted to come. I knew I could. On the drive home I started to feel antsy and I looked at the clock. It was 3:40pm. My body felt like I needed to call in or be at work and it was such an odd feeling to just sit and not have a time limit to my life. <br />
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I am looking forward to many more adventures that I never thought I could do. This Friday night I get to go do ZUMBA with my niece at 6 pm. I get to go to her softball games. I get to bake whenever my sister gives me a call. Man, life is good. <br />
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No more wishing I could do things. This year is all about actually DOING things!Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-46483430474400894742013-02-22T12:36:00.000-08:002013-02-23T06:12:33.007-08:00A new adventureSince buying the house we have had a few moments of looking inward at our lives. Like I said in my last post, I had a moment of depression and we needed to fully look at ourselves and see what we could do to change us for the better.<br />
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I took a new job where I was quickly, within weeks, offered the head chef position with a great salary and health benefits. I was still covering shifts at the coffee stand and was asking to be placed back on the schedule for one day a week. It seemed that I was going in the right direction for a career. <br />
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Everyone was so proud of me and my achievement. I was proud of myself and I wanted to prove my worth to anyone and everyone. The only problem was none of it seemed to work with the life that I wanted to live. The life that Cor and I wanted to live together.<br />
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I was working 50+ hours a week and once I took the new position I would be required to work 55-60 hours a week. I don't mind working hard or long hours, in fact I seem to enjoy it. But it meant that it would be less time in my home. Less time with my friends and family.<br />
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I have had two jobs or a job and school for almost the entire length of our relationship. I haven't been to a friends BBQ or seen a 4th of July firework in years. My, and in turn Cor's, quality of life was at a very low point. He often jokes that he is basically just a monogamous single man. He enjoys the perks of living with a woman, clean dishes and sheets, but he misses out on the perks of having a partner to go do things and I miss out on EVERYTHING!!!<br />
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My friends can agree that I am barely a blip on facebook now. My family sees me on Christmas and Thanksgiving because those were the only two holidays I was ever to have off.<br />
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A change had to be made.<br />
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An opportunity came to me at the coffee stand and I was able to pick up 5 days a week with weekends off. What?! I jumped at the chance to do something I thoroughly enjoy at a place that I adore with customers that always make me smile.The idea of leaving work not stressed to the max with a million emails to respond to and fires to put out puts a smile on both Cor and my face!<br />
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It will be the biggest change in our lives since buying this house. Our income will be a little lower but we will have time. Time together. time to cook meals instead of eat out. Time to budget instead of spend. Time to enjoy each others company without feeling rushed. Time may just be the best gift we could have been given. <br />
<br />I can't even explain the amount of joy our decision has brought to me. I can't wait for a spring spent hiking our mountains, gardening, and projects. A summer spent in the river with friends and eating the veggies we grow and projects galore. And a winter spent baking and volunteering and finishing projects!<br />
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I'm looking at this as our trial period for learning to live on one income that is supplemented for when we decide to begin our family. That is the next great thing to come! <br />
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<br />Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-53219951494182949692013-02-21T12:18:00.001-08:002013-02-21T12:18:31.073-08:00HomeWe are at the end of February and we have been in our home for almost 4 months now. It has been amazing.<br />
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I had a bit of post-house-buying depression when I realized we had no other plan or schedule made. I had nothing solid to look forward to. That was a very hard adjustment for me.<br />
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Now, I have so many wants and plans and needs for our home but I recognize that it will take time. We will be in this home for many years, if not forever, and we have no rush.<br />
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In those four months we have ripped up the flooring in our Living room, laundry room and Master closet. We have painted the kitchen, dining, living, family room and hallways. We have laid new flooring in the living room. Hung curtains and blinds on most windows. Accumulated enough furniture to fill the whole house including two king beds and a queen. We bought a new mailbox that Cory has plans to customize with our name and house number.<br />
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We have had multiple over night guests and enjoyed every minute of playing host to family and friends. We have tried the 2 restaurants in town and the one bar. We have celebrated Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, my dad's birthday, my birthday and Valentine's day.<br />
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We feel home. We feel cozy and excited for the rest of life we will get to live here in our own little chunk of the world. <br />
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<br />Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-10358041308712153892012-10-18T10:36:00.000-07:002012-10-18T10:36:38.570-07:00Boxes, Boxes, BoxesWell, here we are. Waiting again.<br />
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Another roadblock has been thrown our way from people slacking in the government (go figure) and I am stressed to the max.<br />
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Our apartment has been slowly packed into boxes stacked high for the last 3 months. We have only two weeks left before we have to vacate and clean the apartment. Thus meaning those boxes have been multiplying at an insane rate. All that is left to pack is our dishes, cupboards and about half of our clothes that have managed to escape the boxes.<br />
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It gets to be difficult at times to know that we need to just keep packing with out really having an end spot. We have wonderful people in our life and thankfully we have been offered a place to crash if we need to. It is going to be tough. Everything will need to go into storage.<br />
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On top of all that our poor dogs will need to go to boarding. That is if any boarding facility will take an anti-social dog and a pit mix while leaving them together at all times. I was researching a few last night and some look just like a dirty run down pound. I actually began to cry. I can't do that to our poor babies. But a friend recommended the kennel he uses for his Boston terrier and his boxer. I checked them out and it seems perfect. So that feels a little better. Now we need to get them up to date on their vaccines. <br />
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Knowing that we now have a plan makes it a little easier to keep moving forward. I don't feel as worried about our pups and I can calmly focus on the now. <br />
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Well, as calmly as possible while wanting to ring the necks of everyone working on our file!<br />
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We have ten business days, including today, to sign the papers on this damn house. Our closing date is set for the 31st and I really don't think anyone is going to allow yet another extension. We have already gone over a month past what the original date was set to be.<br />
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We received approval from USDA about two weeks ago. We could have already been in our home. But our lender, with very good intentions, decided to cancel that approval and raise our loan amount to cover some extra property taxes. Unfortunately she did this right when the boss went on vacation for a week. So nothing got done. They haven't even touched our file yet. If we don't get approval from them by tomorrow we won't be able to close on time.<br />
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I don't know what to do or what I am even able to do.<br />
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I just keep my fingers crossed everyday.<br />
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Until next time, fingers crossed for us. Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-72711456673053136522012-10-07T11:10:00.001-07:002012-10-18T10:41:24.326-07:00oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!!!!I've been blabbering about buying this damn house since April.<br />
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It has consumed my every waking thought.<br />
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I've been packing since August and planning since May.<br />
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I have paint swatches galore and notebooks full of ideas. <br />
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But it really hadn't sunk in that we were going to be homeowners. I knew we were going to be moving into a house in a new area and I knew we would get to do whatever we wanted with it. It never actually hit me the huge responsibility we were taking on. Don't get me wrong, I am soo game for this it just never hit me with that euphoric-holy-shit-this-is-AMAZING-jumping-for-glee moment.<br />
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When we put the offer in and it was accepted we were excited but reserved. We knew we still had so many hoops to jump through and it could still possibly fall through. Then we were happy inspection wasn't devastating, but just happy. The trend continued. When the lien holder approved our amount we were thrilled and felt so ready and so excited but it was quickly dashed with all I've wrote about in the past. Since then every little victory has been met with just a small sigh of relief, nothing too exciting.<br />
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Except for yesterday.<br />
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Yesterday I had a hell of a night at work. We had one of our busiest nights in a long time and I was pooped and on the verge of being pissy. I went and checked my phone around 9pm last night and this is what I saw:<br />
<span style="background-color: white;"> <u>Lender:</u> I wanted to let you know I did hear something from USDA on Friday:)</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><b>APPROVAL!!</b> The loan amount was wrong (because we adjusted it to pay some of your insurance costs) so it is being reviewed and will be fine we just need their approval. We will have it sometime next week. Maybe even the following Monday due to this Monday being a holiday. But just wanted to assure you we will have everything in 5 or so business days!!!!</span><br />
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Let me tell ya, I freaked out!!! I started squealing and jumping up and down. I did a cute little chicken dance and then ran out to the kitchen to tell anyone who would listen! I was shaking for a good 5 minutes or so. I felt it. I got that euphoria I wanted! I can only imagine what happens when we are handed those keys!<br />
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Now I am packing with a deadline and purpose. I am slowly realizing it. WHoo to the HOOO!!!!<br />
<br />Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-75159656623800119232012-10-06T10:43:00.002-07:002012-10-06T10:43:34.248-07:00scary times!!!We have until Thursday to let our apartment know our plans on continueing a month-to-month lease, vacating or re-signing. Thursday is in 5 days. FIVE!<br />
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I started to do some math in my head and I decided that if we went month to month and paid for the month of November we would be throwing away about $95o if we only stayed for a week into the month. It would cost us $1288 for the whole month of Novemeber, plus utilities and all that jazz.<br />
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I talked to Cory and decided we should just terminate the lease and give them our intent to vacate. I would prefer to spend that money on things we need. He, like a smart and rational man, didn't think it was the best idea seeing as how this whole process has gone so far. I, being the impatient and frusterated woman that I am, decided to veto him. I am telling this apartment to go stuff it!<br />
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I figure if need be we can crash somewhere for a week or two or we can sleep in a U-haul. I've been known to make those pretty cozy.<br />
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Cory wasn't too thrilled so I called our lender and asked her how confident she was in us closing before our closing date. (our lease is up on Oct. 31st and our closing date is Oct. 31st) She, thankfully said that she thinks our closing will start in the next week and that is should only be about 2 more until we get the actual keys. Leaving us with a week to move!!! YAY!!!<br />
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She said she was 95% sure we should be fine and that terminating will be a good idea. Now let me remind you that she also told us she was 97% sure that we would be fine back in July and then a few hours later called to say the deal was dead. We are not getting too excited but I'm still forging ahead with packing and letting the apartments know we will be bailing out at the end of the month!!<br />
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I can possibly be in my new home with paint in my hair in just a few short weeks! It doesn't even feel real. I feel like I was meant to sit in limbo forever. I think it will all be so surreal when we actually walk in there as owners.<br />
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So thank you all for keeping those good vibes going for us!!Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-59309847268025288622012-10-04T05:13:00.001-07:002012-10-04T05:13:24.994-07:00Ongoing.....Since our last chat not much has changed, except for our closing date.<br />
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Again.<br />
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And for good measure, AGAIN!!<br />
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That's right, it changed twice. We extended our closing date to October 19th and then we were requested to push it even farther to October 31st. Just in case.<br />
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Just in case what exactly?<br />
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Just in case USDA closes for a week in October to do their end of year reports. Just in case there is a nightmare with USDA boundaries. Just in case our underwriter didn't have all their shit together.<br />
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Oh I am so ready.<br />
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This is my favorite time of the year and I am being jipped. I don't get to decorate, or bake. In fact, my house has been half-packed for over a month now!<br />
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I am missing out on a great time of year, of settling in and getting cozy. A time when we still have semi long days and sunshine to dry the paint. Time before the rains to dry our crawlspace and blow insulation into the attic. The magic Indian summer that Washington always manages to snag. We don't get to take advantage.<br />
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Although, I did sneak up to the house yesterday and place gutter splash guards at the bottom of all the gutters. In our inspection we found that there is nothing directing rainwater away from the foundation. No problems with the foundation (thank goodness!) but it does cause a water issue in the crawl space that can be remedied for $30 at home depot. I wanted to get those babies down before our first big rain so that we don't have to deal with it.<br />
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In going up to the house we did find that the previous tenants are completely moved out. They even were nice enough to do a real good thorough cleaning of the place! It even looked like the carpets were steamed. On a bad note, every door was unlocked. I went through and locked up most of what I could, the slider doors don't seem to lock but we put sticks in the tracks.<br />
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I was so nervous on the drive up that it would be trashed and vandalized but so far so good! I just want to get in. I just want my home.<br />
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For now, we wait some more. You think I would be so much better at this waiting game now that we are 6 months in to this process!!<br />
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I leave you with the listing photos until we can get the keys and take our own:<br />
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<br />Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-19435348609973081132012-09-22T01:53:00.001-07:002012-09-22T01:53:27.800-07:00Nothing goes as plannedWe are now at the end of September and I still am sitting in a rental apartment surrounded by boxes.<br />
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Our closing date was supposed to be on September 14th. Now our new date is September 28th and we were told a second extension may be necessary. An extension into October.<br />
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Oh and USDA underwriting does their end of year reports in October so they close down for about a week. So we may not actually be able to close in time for that extension.<br />
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Did I tell you that my agent says we most likely wont even get this second extension? Did I tell you that the closing date is in less than a week? And we haven't even applied for a second extension?!<br />
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This has been tough. We got our acceptance from the lien holder at the end of July. We were told that we had a complete package to ship off to USDA and that we had a 97% chance of everything being perfect.<br />
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BWUAHAHAHAHA They got JOKES!! JOKES I TELL YA!!!<br />
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The day we went to go do a walk through of the house after acceptance we found out that the seller's still had not completed the list of things they needed to fix (it was a whopping 4 things that would cost about $250) and so that would postpone us being able to go to underwriting. A little over a week later we received confirmation that the repairs were made and we could move forward.<br />
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I then got a call saying that their was a disputed item on my credit that didn't show in the first few initial credit checks and that USDA had changed the guidelines and would not accept someone with a dispute. We had to hire a company to take the dispute status off of my credit item. They took about a week for some reason and by now we were pushed to about 3 weeks out from our closing date.<br />
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Once we FINALLY got the dispute taken off my credit they ran a new check. Wouldn't you know it, my score dropped by about 23 points just because I no longer had a disputed line item (which still should be in dispute or taken off completely). I got a call while driving to work and was told that I was now 3 points below where I needed to be to be accepted for the USDA program.<br />
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Yep. Ridiculous.<br />
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I was under the impression that we just had to get through this one hurdle and then we would be in the safe zone and on our way to home ownership!<br />
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We had no options. We were told that the deal would have to die unless we could find a cosigner. There was no way to raise my points in time for closing. So I had them run Cory's information for the whole loan. Wouldn't ya know it, he could be on the loan alone. One problem was his debt to income ratio. You see, we just bought a truck about 2 years ago. A brand new and expensive truck. But we were told if he sold the truck he would still be eligible for the loan.<br />
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I did what any good girlfriend would do, I went to the dealership the next day and sold them Cory's truck just so I could buy it back. It cost us another $4,700 in taxes and licensing but it means we could have the house.......<br />
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Or so we thought.<br />
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One thing after another keeps happening. And time after time we find a way to fix it.<br />
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I don't know how many times I have had to turn in the same paperwork just to get a call and be told they need it again. Or how many times I have had to micromanage them and tell them how to do their jobs.<br />
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We received confirmation last week that our loan was accepted through the mortgage company and could finally be sent out as a complete package to USDA. Oh, and we have EQUITY!!! So we actually rolled closing costs in to our loan so we can have cash money for renovations. <br />
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It has been tough. It has made us fight hard and we will not accept defeat. This house will be ours. One way or another.<br />
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I'm assuming their will still be more to creep up. It seems that there always is. We will just keep moving forward and please just keep those fingers crossed for us. We need some luck around these parts. We really need something good to happen. <br />
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<br />Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-62679358543779491562012-08-01T10:02:00.001-07:002012-08-01T10:02:03.108-07:00Initial here, sign there<div><p>Yesterday morning we started the day out with a lot of thinking.</p>
<p>Numbers and fine print were on the agenda. </p>
<p>We went and met with our awesome lender, Robin Gentry at Mortgage Advisory Group, and submitted or last few statements and paystubs. We signed a whole bunch of papers and got the ball rolling for the USDA loan that we are utilizing. </p>
<p>The rates right now are insanely low (3.75% anyone?) and we are hoping we can lock-in within the next few weeks!</p>
<p>So now we have our closing date of no later than September 14th and we are just waiting on a few repairs to be made this week so the appraisal can go through. </p>
<p>We are really hoping that it is appraised a little higher than purchase for some instant equity. The goal is to be able to roll about 3k of our closing into the loan so we have some cash to do some of the immediate fix-its from the inspection. We are only able to do that if we are appraised higher. So fingers crossed!</p>
<p>We also got the chance to drive up to the house and do a walk through. Make sure we are still interested and see if we have any new questions. We met our agent, Ginger York from Keller Williams, as well as the listing agent there to sign the final addendum. </p>
<p>As we did I found a very large discrepancy in our closing costs of about $1700! So happy I found it and so nice to see that off the balance!</p>
<p>As we wandered the house we realized a few things that we never noticed before and were reminded of a few glaring things as well. </p>
<p>The sellers are no longer living there and have a bit of stuff moved out so we really got a better feel for the size of the house and I was so pleasantly surprised! It's much bigger and taller than I remember!</p>
<p>We also realized, now that crap isn't everywhere, that every room has different carpet. The living room is yellow, dining room is hardwood, kitchen is vinyl, family room is berber biege, hallway is yellowish, guest rooms used to be white/gray, master is a different tone of biege/white, master closet is pink, and the step into the garden tub is pink carpet too! </p>
<p>We also have every room except the master painted a different color. And some are multi-colored! Paint funds will be extreme! I will be taking donations/helping hands for that project!</p>
<p>Other than all the fun cosmetic projects, I went through our inspection sheets and feel pretty confident about getting our home homey and livable by the holidays! </p>
<p>Until the next bump in the road, I leave you with paperwork!</p>
<br/><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtz51PN0vDc23ozXD0cz5OJIqw2avrLxXu5HwXWBQZAdlfJev6NzN0IMU2JsQbUnpYU6okyUhGM7Jo0cHU49fkujYQi7RGduPnUm5WuyinSC4T7WN9G8yzSSuXWTqKXkGRIGPioNYVBso/' /></div>Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-64645389563173964422012-07-28T11:57:00.001-07:002012-07-28T12:04:59.804-07:00We got it!<div><p>We freaking got it!</p>
<p>We are officially in escrow! </p>
<p>We got the call yesterday that the lien holder approved our price and we can follow through with the purchase of our own home! </p>
<p>The only snag so far is that they lowered the amount they are willing to pay for closing. A bit of a bummer but not too big of an issue. </p>
<p>We are sitting down on Tuesday with our lender to start all the paperwork and then heading out to the house to meet with our agent and see the home again! </p>
<p>I can not wait! We are so terrified and so excited! </p>
<p>If all goes as planned we should be in the house by the end of September. Which means..... We will be in our home for my favorite time of year!</p>
<p>Please keep us in your thoughts so it all goes smoothly!<br>
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<br/><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBg4q2SjDVGT8WzugtYyjDyH7TSmjQ5zK9k_0Gu5E9EGfGppMIFQPiIzT2h5jrq3_hHaRaSsexJAp3nJZ75D1s5WswNScWIXFjeqmJQfvoKEgUEoZPUTZyCOfAWv7y55gjhJ71evngoO0/' /></div>Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-62314187466101863672012-07-24T11:00:00.001-07:002012-07-24T11:03:16.393-07:00Down with the cuteness<div><p>It's been a tough few months. We are so ready to have an answer on this house. Or to at least have a direction, a timeline, any news at all. But we don't and so we wait. </p>
<p>In the time of waiting and saving we try to embrace each other and keep the love alive. No easy thing when we work opposite schedules,let me tell you! </p>
<p>Once a week we hit a movie or dinner, sometimes lunch if we won't see each other for dinner. </p>
<p>I love these little moments we spend together. I am reminded daily of how wonderful he is and how freaking cute that face is!  Even when the laundry doesn't get switched or the dishes put away or any little thing doesn't get done he gets away with it because that freaking face! </p>
<p>It makes me a bit nervous about what our future child will get away with! </p>
<p>So until we have a house to fill our time and drive us crazy I will just continue to enjoy our time together! </p>
<p>Cuteness and mushy overload! </p>
<br/><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJq4_AqffBUVnqaFF8M29_grizcsomYIWnnX6KS2ycWB1KkGCcvjiwlxIjRKVkiDuk7EKJX-RAyRyt2LfgAIiaekPJ_ZsBn8C6N4zSVzhqlrHNs0TF1PBtqVqSatoxR5S94lctDPMitdI/' /></div>Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-26306821359457938702012-07-16T10:40:00.001-07:002012-07-16T10:56:43.346-07:00Stagnant.....<div><p>We are stagnant. </p>
<p>We are stale.</p>
<p>We are DONE! </p>
<p>Done with the waiting and having our life on hold! This home buying process has been draining. So draining. And we have only just started. </p>
<p>We are almost three months in from the date of placing an offer and I feel like nothing has changed. It was all go go go at the start. So many addendums, inspections, drive bys. It all was happening so fast. And then we hit the brick wall that is a short sale. </p>
<p>We are at the mercy of the lienholder. Just waiting and waiting for the call and hoping it is a good one. And then the stress really starts. </p>
<p>Until then our lives are on hold. We just keep working and saving and passing each other like ships in the night. Only pausing once a week for dinner together. We miss each other. We miss our lives.</p>
<p>Right now we can't change a single thing about our money. I can't switch to a better job, although I Sooo desperately want and need to. The vw is slowly breaking down and not so reliable but we can't get a new car. Our mattress leaves much to be desired and we are taking turns sleeping on the couch. </p>
<p>It's not all negative but it is all tho he that we badly need to fix, replace or purchase and we can't. We must wait. Our credit can not change until the keys are handed over.</p>
<p>I can't release until then. The pressure is so needing a little escape. A little good news, a little forward motion, a little something, anything. </p>
<p>The abyss of not knowing is driving me insane. I just want our life to begin! Until then, we do drive-bys (with the tinted windows rolled up) about once a month to remind me why we are doing this. So, I leave you with this....... A picture of our hopefully-ours-home.</p>
<br/><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKxWB64OGHfbuyYQBduNP4ttS6fKArzTO2xjqjg6w-Mgk_VCBPNK5bjqxD7Km6t0gQ0A2lj0dvT6FciPXmxpUloYLukQw2W8xVyZb-iCPM0GlS-u4RKA5jGYXq5WQxHfeAw4iJh9rJqXM/' /></div>Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-19372635072100795512012-07-13T13:09:00.001-07:002012-07-13T13:09:06.888-07:00I'm back!<div><p>Oh happy day! I finally downloaded the Blogger app so I can actually blog again!</p>
<p>Our powercord broke a few months ago for our laptop and trying to blog from my phone on the full site was next to impossible but now I'm mobile! Yay!</p>
<p>I work in a few minutes but just wanted to say you shall be expecting much much more from me!</p>
</div>Tiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205147429673364796.post-45116676267792445422012-04-14T15:04:00.001-07:002012-04-14T15:04:20.515-07:00Big stepsCory and I are taking the steps to purchasing our first home together!!<br />
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We are actively searching for a place where our puppies can wrestle and play, a place where we can be comfortable and cozy and most importantly.... I place where we can bring in a new addition. We, well I, are very excited to get to that step along the way! The faster we get a home the sooner we can start baby making!!! YAY!!<br />
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But we are not letting that cloud our judgment, just using it to make proper decisions about the property we purchase. <br />
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I am thrilled about this step we are taking. It has opened new avenues for conversation between us. It has helped us learn about each others future goals and dreams. It has helped us learn to communicate aspects that are truly important to us individually and, in turn, when and how to compromise.<br />
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So far we have found a few homes we loved. We even went to put an offer on one but unfortunately we were out bid by thousands. Twenty thousand to be exact. We are being practical and staying in a budget that is comfortable on one income. We are also not getting too attached to any properties. We understand how quickly we can be outbid with our price point and we have faith that the right one will come to us at the right time. For now just keep sending us those positive vibes!!<br />
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Until then, we shall keep saving and keep looking.<br />
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xoxoxTiara Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12350139773814480707noreply@blogger.com0