Farmhouse (a few befores & afters)Β 

For the most part we are settled in here at the farmhouse. We have a washer and dryer hooked up and finally have hot water. We still have a few things left to take care of in the kitchen and bath but until then 🏠 here are some before and afters. 

front entrance & living room



bittersweet goodbye 🏠

Well it is officially official, we closed on our home today. We have been so busy trying to renovate the farmhouse, pack, move out, and clean up that we never really got to take in what all was happening. 

The home we just sold is where Cliff grew up. We bought it from his parents about 5 years ago. When we bought it we started slowly renovating it and worked a few years until the entire home had been completely redone. We’ve lived right up the hill from Mawmaw and Pawpaw, which is definitely the most emotional part for all of us, we’ve brought home 2 little boys to this house. If only those walls could talk but thank goodness they can’t πŸ˜‚πŸ™ˆ!!!! Logan said he’ll miss catching lizards and climbing trees the most. I’ll definitely miss our front porch and yard, even though we’ll have all of that when we build, those are some favorites about this home. We are only about 2 miles down the road now so we are still close to the grands but it’s not that golf cart ride like we’re all use to. 

The Sunday before last Cliff and I moved a load of furniture. That was the first time I got a little choked up, watching him back the trailer up to me standing at the back door for us to move our first load together. Thinking about “leaving” mawmaw and pawpaw usually tears me up. Then the very last night we were completely moved out and cleaned up but didn’t have hot water at the farmhouse so we all came back to shower. That was the last time we knew we’d walk through those doors, that was definitely bittersweet. Layton got upset the first 2 nights. Once we started to get sleepy he was ready to leave the farmhouse and go home. Explaining to him that isn’t our home anymore was tough as tears poured down his face “I want to go to the other home, my home, not the farmhome” 

We’re looking forward to our new adventure, our dream, and all that it holds, but we will always miss and remember this one. 

Telling our rooms goodbye and hoping their new owners love them like we did πŸ’™

renovations complete

Well, almost. 

After so many weeks of needing to get down to the farmhouse and knowing we’ll be moving in soon, we finally kicked it in high gear this week. Sunday we had someone over there painting the bedrooms for us πŸ™ŒπŸ». Monday a guy came to finish the tile work that had already been started and Tuesday we had carpet laid in the beds and baseboards installed. I’m currently cleaning and moving a few small things but we should be actually moving everything (hopefully) this weekend. If nothing else changes we’ll be closing on our house this coming week so we really don’t have a choice but to get moving. 

We have a few finishing touches happening Monday along with getting a washer and dryer hookup inside. The current one is in a little block building outside 😳 I truly love old homes but mama ain’t about that life! 

Costco flooringΒ 

So y’all know how I said I was going to be doing frequent blog posts of the house? Well finally after like a month we have something I can make a post about. FLOORS!! We have been so busy that we just really haven’t been able to get anything done but finally yesterday we had the laminate installed. The floor is Harmonics flooring from Costco. Each box covers a little over 20 sq ft. and it is beautiful. This color is called Camden Oak. 

Y’all, I still do not have the bedrooms painted 😩 Hopefully sometime over next week we will have someone out there to just do it for us. Once that’s done we can finish floors in the bedrooms and hopefully finish up a few smaller projects enough to move in. We’ll see! 

farmhouse cabinets diy

Sometimes I wonder if there will ever be a day that I don’t have some sort of ridiculously huge project going on! We have started the reno on the farmhouse since we will be moving in it pretty soon. We will live there until our house is built and move in ready. Projected move in date β€’ October. 

I have been taking every spare minute I have and going over there to do any work that I can. So far I have the bottom half of a bedroom painted πŸ˜‚ and updated an old brass ceiling fan with a little black spray paint and a new globe. I tackled the kitchen cabinets yesterday and let me just say if I ever think about redoing cabinets ever again someone please, slap me!! Cliff is in the middle of getting everything ready for us to lay the new flooring throughout. And at some point I have got to finish painting the bedrooms 😩 

The boys have already fell in love with this place. They love going to “help” me work, we’ll take breaks and sit in the backyard while they climb trees and run in the field. Which is why I can’t finish painting.  

So these cabinets! Kind of in love with them now but it was definitely a process I hope to never endure again. Thinking about diying your own cabinets?

Step 1: remove doors, drawers, and hardware (duh)

Step 2: sand 😩 I gave everything a pretty good sanding to get the top layer off just enough that new paint will stick. Be sure to wipe away all dust afterwards. 

Step 3: Prime! I recently purchased a paint sprayer and I swear I’ll never go back! I sprayed all of the doors but hand painted the bases. Set up the drawers to protect the inside and sides and sprayed the fronts. 

Step 4: sand again πŸ™„ lightly sand after the first coat of primer. They sell sanding blocks at the appropriate grit that even tells you “for in between coats” so look for that one. Wipe away dust again. 

Step 5: paint. At this point I also spray painted the gold hardware black. 

Finally after anxiously waiting for the next day I got to go back and put it all back together. It’s actually a pretty simple project, it’s just a big labor of love, it is very time consuming and unfortunately it’s one of those diys that you can’t stop once you start it. You have to go all the way through with it. 

β€’Tipβ€’ don’t attempt with 3 kids!!!

We still need to finish those (walnut) countertops and grout the tile in the kitchen & bath. PAINT, lay flooring, and a few small projects I have, one being these cool fire place covers and a laundry hookup. I have complete faith in us that we can get it all done in the next two weeks, sort of. 😢

Before & in process bedroom πŸ“·any takers on finishing painting for me?!? 

oh sweet farmhouse πŸ 

All the heart eyes 😍 

Most of you seen my FB post that we are finally land owners πŸ™ŒπŸ» and on that property is the sweetest little farmhouse that’s approximately 150+ years old. Oh, my soul! You guys it’s so precious. Talking with the seller’s we learned that that home has seen many generations of the same family, multiple actually being born in the home. It’s just everything that makes my heart skip a beat. When I opened the front door for the first time I was not expecting to be wow’d as much as I was. But those 10′ ceilings and great foyer!!! The rooms are much bigger than I had expected and the bathroom has exposed roof beams! Here are a few pics I snapped real quick. 

And also since we have so freaking much happening I am going to try and start keeping it posted in the blog as a journal for all of the new house happenings. 

February 3, 2016

I can not believe that we are a almost week away from our third little babe being one year old. I say that about each boy on each birthday but this time I really can not believe a year has already gone by, heck I still can’t believe we have three boys πŸ˜‚

Each pregnancy was different, they got a little more complicated with each one. Logan was text book perfect with nothing but a big round belly. Layton was pretty good also, just had a few issues of him attempting to come a little early and a few blood pressure re-checks. But Landry, he pretty much announced his positive test with a boom. Not long after finding out we were pregnant we started having small bleeding issues. Turned out – placenta previa, which can be very normal early on, but precautions have to be taken. It finally corrected itself a little after 30 weeks. Every doctor appointment seemed like it ended with him sending me to the hospital to be monitored, the last few weeks he had me back in twice a week rechecking blood pressure, swelling, etc thinking preeclampsia. I had an uneasy feeling most of his pregnancy πŸ˜• the weekend before we were scheduled to go in he started moving a lot and really big moves. Most of the time that’s a great feeling, but I didn’t like it. That wasn’t normal for him. I stayed really worried about his cord and for good reason. 

We finally made it through those last few days and were in the hospital. After a few hours I call for the epidural, my water broke during. That was the first time I had experienced that, and I’m so glad I got to. With all three boys I have been induced and the first two the doctor broke it. But with Landry it broke as I was sitting up and being prepped for the ep. 

Everything (all night) was progressing quick and great but once he got so far it stopped. He never would completely drop. They would check and say “he’s almost there” but then he’d pull back up. Right before noon they decide we’re probably close enough to start pushing, so they call my doctor and get a few things ready. Shortly after we do start pushing and I notice multiple things but none of it actually “clicked” for me to think something isn’t right. For example so many nurses kept coming in to help and I thought “wow how nice of them, coming to give a helping hand, thinking they just didn’t have anything else going on so why not. Now looking back I do remember our nurse leaning up and pressing the call button on my bed but at the time didn’t think much about it. I remember Cliff pretty much just standing there, not really involved as much as he was with Layton’s birth. But there was a student in there learning and helping and she was where Cliff would have normally been so I just thought maybe he’s not asking her to move so he just doesn’t know what to do or where to stand. The mirror that you can have below to watch the birth πŸ˜– was pretty close, I didn’t notice it until I saw a nurse realize it was there and she moved it out of the way. Still, nothing major, more of a thanks ma’am I really didn’t want that there kind of thing. They gave me oxygen. Again, I had no idea there was an actual reason, I just thought they were giving it to me to help me out πŸ™ˆ. We did not push very long but I don’t remember the exact time, I do remember thinking that I wasn’t pushing good enough and maybe that’s why they were giving me oxygen. 

Remember how I said I stayed a little paranoid about his cord. Well turned out it was wrapped around his neck. Thankfully it never got tight until I started pushing. The harder and further I pushed the tighter it got. I never had a clue any of this while delivering, and I am glad that I didn’t. Our team did an awesome job of doing what needed to be done and not once acting nervous or scared. After he was laid on my chest he whimpered a little and made some small noises but it wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted him to scream and I started praying please just cry more, please cry more (still having no idea what had just happened) Real quick the doctor gave Cliff the scissors and hurried him through cutting the cord and then they took him and started working on him. By that time I could feel the urgency coming from everyone in the room. My doctor kept reassuring me “he’s fine mama, he’s ok.” Well that confirmed to me that something is going on. I found out later that evening why Cliff seemed so distracted and not really into it. He seen our baby boys face and head black and blue. He seen the force our doctor was using to hurry and and get him out while keeping his fingers between Landry’s neck and cord. Cliff had so many emotions running through his head and thinking what am I going to say to her, how do I tell her? πŸ˜£

But here we are one year later with a blessing meant to be here from God. A little chunky, always laughing, dada loving baby boy. I never talk (or think) about his birth because it is still very emotional, knowing the could haves that could have happened. 

He is our beautiful, God sent, miracle πŸ™πŸ»