Friday, July 25, 2014

Oh, hell.

Here it is.

The nausea.

The rampant, sweeping, all of a sudden, coughing and hacking and make you want to lay down in a state of zombieism nausea. The super smell that I achieve in the beginning of pregnancy is a definite helper in this arena.

I keep asking my husband these things when I am so tired and sick feeling laying on the couch. All.the.time. I still haven't actually thrown up, just like my other pregnancies, but the constant state of - ugggghhh - is just there. All the time.

Could it have ben this bad before?  How can one little bundle of cells the size of a chickpea be impacting my bodily functions so much right now?! Is this time worse than the other times?

I say YES.

Mainly, because I am *in* this time right now.

And…it sucks.

Guess I will go chow down on some pistachios and hope for the best.

I feel terrible.

Evelyn Rae is three, Liam is 17 months, I am six weeks along with Baby G #3

…and holy crap this is miserable. The miracle of life, y'all.

Monday, July 21, 2014

Our Dreamy Bungalow {Upstairs Bath}

Hey there! Remember when I was giving you all a tour of our home? A little ode to our Bungalow of Dreams? Yeah. Well.

I went off on some adventures and then got super distracted and busy by trying to sell said home - STILL FOR SALE IF INTERESTED - but here I am again!

Back in action.

Let's move on.

Let's talk about our upstairs bathroom.

When we moved in, it looked like this.

Ummm. I know, right? Terrible. 

What is immediately obvious is that this bathroom was *not* original to the house. We aren't sure when it was added, but we do know that it.was.added. Fine by us, but the planning for the plumbing and all is totally not how we would have done it if we were planning this bathroom from scratch.

Anyways. Those hollywood style dressing room lights? Bad. The random hanging cabinet around the corner? Bad. Plus - underneath of it, on the floor was a litter box. Which. I mean. Yeah, you gotta have when you have kitties. But, right where you would put your feet when sitting on the commode? No thanks. It is such a narrow space, we didn't know immediately what to do to make it better.

But, we made some surface upgrades to at least make it look like grown ups lived there.

My husband always makes fun of me for wanting a clock in the bathroom, but he is definitely the one who also complains if I am running late!

We painted the same green from our dining room and guest room downstairs (mainly because I had just enough left over to do the bathroom and I was so sick of picking out paint colors). We changed out the lighting to these sconces (mainly because they were cute but cheap and came in a pair at Home Depot). 

I grabbed a bookshelf from Garden Ridge on the cheap that would fit perfectly in the little nook between the end of the shower and the window and would give us some storage for the time being, and there it was. We lived with it this was for quite a while.

After a while, the issues with this bath just kept grating on us. It was fine, but it wasn't great. It certainly wasn't a "sanctuary."

We went back and forth and teetered and tottered on what to do with this space. The mirror was tiny, everything was tiny! It is such a narrow space we felt really limited as to what sort of sink we could put in and still be able to function in the bathroom. We wanted more storage, and storage that wasn't so open, and counter space! There was none. Plus the floors were these terrible peel and stick vinyl tiles that had not been stuck all that well.

Literally the only counter space in the bathroom.

(Please don't mind the dirt in these photos, I took them right as we started demo.)

We knew that while we would love to move the entire bathroom around to function and use the space better (stay tuned for the "What I would do if I won the lottery" post!) - we didn't want to put the cash into moving plumbing when we knew we wouldn't be here much longer.

So we searched and searched and planned and planned. The narrow confines of the space were so limiting! (That sink only came out to about 18 inches from the wall, which is TINY in the world of bathrooms, but still made me feel like I had to stand in the shower to get ready when I was at the height of my pregnancies!)

Finally, we found a sink.

At IKEA! Now, this was before our kitchen renovation, so we hadn't already fallen in love with the genius that is IKEA. We were nervous. BUT. It only came 16 inches from the wall, and was 31 inches long! That was astounding to us, and such a better use of our super narrow space.

So, in we plunged.

Things got worse, before they got better. Much, much worse.

A. Who covers original hardwood with peel and stick vinyl tiles? (Not us)
B. Who then after much hemming and hawing over trying to restore said floors realizes they have to take a circular saw to the original hardwood in order to put in an appropriate subfloor for tiling? (Us.)

This is about the point where we looked at each other at midnight with no floor and said, "What the hell have we gotten ourselves into?!?"

But then, it got better.

…and then, it got much, MUCH better.

Ah, so much better than looking at your home's own infrastructure, yes?

We decided to add a tile that had a slight wood grain look that we fell in absolute love with - it picked up on the gray and blue tones that we wanted to bring into the space and still managed to bring a warmth as well. No regrets there.

We added a board and batten treatment to the walls to help brighten the space and give it some of the same level of interest and character as the rest of our home. We brought in new and polished elements, but old ones as well. We also put a treatment on the glass of the window to give it a "haze" which allows in all the natural light, but keeps the privacy as well. Goodbye mini blinds!

I did a bunch of modifications to the cabinet that came with the sink - white laminate was not the look we were going for, and I really, really didn't feel like building my own - and it ended up amazing. As you can see in the mirror (much bigger and nicer than the previous one!) we added a giant hutch that fits perfectly in the space and added so much storage that I honestly can't fill it.

…and I have a LOT of bathroom stuff.

We changed out the mirror and the sconces to better take advantage of the space that we did have, but everything is much more flush to the wall. These sconces project an entire inch less than the previous ones, and draw the eye upward. Same with the mirror which is twice as tall as the previous one, but doesn't project out as part of a medicine cabinet - we recouped that storage, and then some, in other places.

One of my favorite projects.

I found this toilet paper roll holder at a local antique shop and I am absolutely obsessed with it. 

As I said before, we really didn't change the layout of this room, but we did recoup some of the breathing room with very intentional choices, and really improved the storage and function.

Let's take a look at how far we've come.

Theirs / Ours

Evelyn is 3 (!!), Liam is almost 18 months

…and is it weird if the bathroom is now one of my favorite rooms in our home?

Round Three.

Welp, it's official.

We are insane.

…and having another baby.


Let's back up.

My cycle has been doing weird things to me since I weaned Liam. I used to have a super normal, albeit long, schedule after I went off the 28 day prescribed pill cycle. Like 30-32 days. Since even approaching weaning Liam, my cycle was running at more like 26 days, even 24. Super weird. But then the last few cycles have gotten progressively longer.

My period tracking app does not allot for that and the averages are all whackado since I had to get a new phone, the old information didn't save and transfer to the new phone, etc. So, when it said I was a few days late, I was all, "Eh, whatevs, I bet this is my cycle going back to like 30-32 days"

But then.

Day 34 came. Still no Aunt Flo.

I thought back to the one time that something could have happened. It shouldn't have been a "good" day. So it was one of those times that we decided the odds were in our favor and that we would roll the dice. Knowing full well of course what can happen.

It did.

I took a test last night, and there is was - Positive.

{We are like a walking ad for Sex Ed class - "It only takes one time, kids!"}

We looked at each other, over that plus sign and we just started laughing. We laughed for about an hour. We are so happy, and so excited, and so overwhelmed.

Somehow, this newest development seems to make all the other stresses in our life right now a whole lot smaller. House? It'll work out. Moving? Guess we will hit that weight limit after all - break the baby stuff back out! Travel and weddings and 30th birthday? It will all be just fine. We are having another kid!


Baby G Number 3. Here we come.

Evelyn Rae is just 3, Liam is 17 months, I am 5ish weeks pregnant with Baby G #3

…and here we go. Again!