Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Wow, it's been so long since I wrote an update on the selling of our house. But of course, other things have been occupying my mind and time :)
So much has happened with the house selling. Last time I wrote about it we were just getting ready for our first weekend open house. I can't believe how long ago that seems! It was the start of what would be an exhausting 5-6 weeks ahead.
We had 3 open homes before our auction, with numbers through the house starting out at about 6 groups for the first one, then slowly dwindling from there, down to a big fat 0 people through the 3rd open house. Which was disappointing to say the least. We headed towards the auction expecting the house to pass in, which it did, with no bids on the night.
So we reverted to plan B, put the house back on the market at a price. As it turns out, this should have been our plan A all along (as our instincts had told us to begin with), and the first open home after we put a price tag on the house attracted over 20 groups of people through! It's amazing how much of a change it made to the level of interest we had. All day after that open home, we had people driving past the house and slowing down to check it out. Which was kinda weird, sure, but very exciting too! All of this interest resulted in 4 offers being made on the house (we'd already had 3 or 4 offers made in the weeks preceding the auction, but they were all insultingly low). We simply accepted the highest of those 4 offers, which was only just slightly over what we had agreed was our minimum sale price, but after weeks of constant cleaning and tidying up, and given how I was feeling because of my still-secret "condition", we had had enough and were not too greedy to risk more time on the market for a higher price.
So we sold. That was all about a month ago and after a 30-day settlement period, we're now only days away from the final settlement date. The reality that we only have a couple more nights in this house that we've been in for 7 years, our first house, the house that Mia was brought home to as a baby, the house in which we've shared many birthdays, barbeques, parties and simple fun with friends and family......is starting to sink in and I can feel the lump forming in my throat. As I sit here typing, I know this is the last time I'll sit at my dining table with my laptop in front of me as I've done so many times before, looking out through the large window with wooden slat blinds, out to the sunny front yard with the big leafy tree that's grown so much since we bought this place but which we still don't know the species of. I wonder what my new "sitting place" will be like in our next home. Will it be as peaceful and pleasant a spot to sit and reflect in as this one is?
Now when I walk around the house, going about my business, memories are popping up all the time. Remember when Mia walked properly for the first time in the hallway?
Remember all the friends we've had for dinner in this dining room?
Remember my bogan-themed birthday party and how many people we had crammed in to the house and out in the backyard?
Remember the poker night we had outside under the pergola in the middle of winter and we were all freezing?
Remember when we had friends spend the day helping us to landscape the backyard and how hot and physically exhausting it was?
I'm really going to be a wreck on Friday when we leave this place forever. But I just have to remember, the sadness will fade soon enough and be replaced with only the happy memories both in my mind and in the countless photographs I've taken. And then, we'll find our next house which will hopefully see our growing family through for many, many years to come, and we'll create new memories all over again. I hope this house will continue to bring good moments to the next people who live here, and they'll enjoy it as much as we have.
Do you get as sentimental and attached to things and places as I do?
Monday, November 18, 2013
At Juliet's house, Verona, Italy - our honeymoon, 2007
Yesterday was my husband's and my 6th wedding anniversary. As one does on these occasions, I gave my mind time to roam back over those 6 years of marriage, and I realised just how much we have accomplished and been through together, not only as husband and wife but the whole time we have been partners.
We've travelled near and far.
We've been faced with adversity, and lived to tell the tale.
We've shared many life milestones and much joy.
We've carried each other through the pain of having family bonds broken, then painstakingly built back up again, sometimes only to be broken once more.
We've partied, laughed and loved life.
We've grieved together and individually, and held each other's hands through it.
We've bought a home together, and now we've sold one.
We've gained friends and family members, and lost friends and family members.
We've made sensible adult decisions, and stupid juvenile ones.
We have a beautiful daughter who is the apple of our eyes, and soon we will become parents of 2.
That's a whole lot of stuff to go through and share with one person. On one hand I feel like the years have flown by and we have crammed so much in to them. On the other, I can't remember life before I was with him, it's like he's always been there. Either way, life hasn't been dull for us. I don't think it ever will. We always seem to make something of it.
So on our anniversary, I was reminded of my gratitude for having this wonderful man in my life. He really is my "other half", he always knows what to say when wisdom is needed. He is my rock, and when I feel myself wanting to float off in to the distance, he holds my feet firmly to the ground. I love him very much.
Monday, November 11, 2013
The time has come to reveal some big news.
I am pregnant with baby #2!
I'm currently 13 weeks along, and due in May 2014. Same month as Mia's birthday. Apparently my body is totally in sync with conceiving babies to be born in May.
This is mainly what has been keeping me away from blogging. Not long after I found out, the nausea and tiredness hit me. I know I shouldn't whine too much, I've had it far easier than a lot of pregnant women do out there (how the hell do they do it?!!). I've only actually vomited once. But the nauseous, lethargic wave has been with me pretty much constantly. Just like when I was pregnant with Mia, I haven't been really interested in food and most of the time the thought of it has made my stomach turn. Except for cold milky drinks (again, same as with Mia!), namely vanilla milkshakes from our local bakery. And fresh cheese & bacon meat pies from our local bakery (they've been making a mint off me....and probably wondering if they should be concerned). Those two things make me feel AMAZINNGGG. Thankfully though, this phase seems to be slowly fading away.
Apart from a near-total food aversion, I've also had two other strange aversions which are new to me this time - reading, and looking at the computer screen. Two of my favourite things to do! Why?!! Hence my absence from this place, oh, and the fact that most of my spare time has been spent sleeping. I have a theory that maybe it's because making babies is hard work for your body, and after a long day at the office, when I get home my body says "No more activities that require any type of effort, that includes reading stuff and writing stuff!". No fair.
So what have I been doing? Well, when I haven't been constantly rotating around the house and yard chores in an effort to keep our house looking sparkling for open homes (sorry body, I couldn't get out of that one), I've been either lying on the couch feeling yuk, or lying on the couch staring blankly at the TV screen. When I was pregnant with Mia, the first trimester sickies stopped pretty much right on 12 weeks and then I felt fabulous for the rest of the pregnancy. Trimester two - you are welcome here!!
Here are some thoughts I jotted down in the first few days after I found out I was pregnant. Guess there'll be a new major theme around this ol' blog for a while!
Just found out-
It's Sunday. I found out that I am pregnant again on Friday night.
It still feels too surreal right now, I don't "feel" pregnant. I remember with Mia, I felt like I knew I was pregnant, something had changed although I couldn't pinpoint what. This time, even though we had been consciously trying to get pregnant, it was still a surprise to me to see those two pink lines on the test.
But when Hubby hugged me after I told him about the positive test, and each time he's hugged me since, I can feel that connection between three of us.
I'll momentarily forget that I'm pregnant, and then I remember again with an "Oh! Yeah, that's right!". The past two days, I've been thinking about things I'll need to do now, and remembering things I did last time. Like buying some pregnancy vitamins. Checking in my copy of "What to Expect When You're Expecting" every week to see how the baby's growth is progressing. Pulling out the maternity clothes and the larger-fit clothes I kept from last time. Possibly booking in to a prenatal yoga class, because I loved it so much the first time around. It's just so bizarre that I'll be going through this again, even though I knew it would hopefully be coming soon, now that it's starting it's a very strange feeling! Today I was looking through all the shows I have pre-recorded on our Foxtel IQ, seeing if there was anything I wanted to watch, and I came across a few shows I'd taped on the Lifestyle channel about pregnant women, women with newborns etc. And then I remembered, I'm one of them again! I'm excited, I loved being pregnant the first time. I felt full of energy, womanly, powerful and vibrant. But I'm also aware that this will be the last time I'm pregnant too. We don't want any more than two children. So I'm determined to take it all in and enjoy it while it lasts.
We haven't told Mia yet, although I really wanted to blurt out to her "You're going to have a baby brother or sister!!" when I found out! But I don't think she'll be able to keep it a secret. She's 3, I don't think she gets that concept. So we'll tell her, along with the masses, once we're over that 12-week hump. I can't wait!
I feel good. Even though I don't feel pregnant yet, I'm feeling good. I'm happy that I'm in a healthier state to begin with than I was with Mia. I quit smoking 6 months ago. And although I had forgotten to take pregnancy vitamins while trying to conceive, had dropped off a lot on my exercise in the last month, and had been eating total rubbish for the couple of weeks before I found out, I still feel like my body is a good "host", much more than the last time around!
Monday – had an existing GP appointment and hijacked it with the new information that I’m pregnant. I just can’t get over how surreal this all feels for me. To be saying the words “I’m pregnant”, to be going through all the admin you have to deal with again, writing down in my diary each week how far along I am, with each new situation I’m in thinking “how am I going to go about this with two children?” eg. getting in to the car, going to the shops, doing the vacuuming etc.
And of course, the whole “I don’t feel pregnant” thing. It doesn’t seem true that when Hubby, Mia and I are hanging out together, there are now actually four of us there. It feels right, it feels natural……but still hard to believe. And SCARY!
Every now and then my brain will throw up the fact “I’m going to have to go through childbirth again”. At which point I hear myself screaming in my head, and quickly redirect my thoughts elsewhere. Too hard to deal with that one!