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As you probably know, Corey and I are moving our family from California, back to our home state of Ohio. I will continue to elaborate on the move and all of the details as they come.  For the background story, feel free to read my post titled " When Life Doesn't Go My Way, " but for now, I'd like to talk about our decision making process when determining whether to rent or buy. Previously when we lived in Ohio, we owned our home. It was nice knowing that our mortgage was going toward something rather than "being thrown away" each month on a rental. We got a decent deal on our home because we bought it as a foreclosure. This really worked out for us when we decided to unexpectedly move cross-country eight months after we bought our house. Thankfully, we were able to sell it for a decent amount more than we bought it for and we came out on top. When we moved to California, we quickly realized the market is a lot different than Ohio. Homes are way mor...
Well, I'm writing this post with a lot of mixed emotions. Just a few days ago, this wall was filled with family photos, and now, the last sign that remains is the one above that states, "You are my Home." I bought it right after we moved to California as a reminder that my husband and my kids are what make our house a home. That being said, we are moving...again... I'm excited, confused, sad, and frustrated all at the same time, but I've been through enough seasons to know that at the end of the day, it's not about what I want...it's about what God wants. Let me back up... Corey and I have been married for almost seven years. About six months before we got married, I found out I was pregnant (more on that in Come To the Table ). When we got married, we lived with my parents for about one and a half years until we graduated college, and then one year after. Then I found out I was pregnant with my daughter, Liberty Rose, just before we ...
The numbers for January are finally in. I'm just going to be honest...they aren't pretty. So, we launched our blog (unofficially) at the end of December 2018, and with that came a lot of goals for us to work toward in 2019. While we knew what our January looked like, we were still hopeful that even with our chaotic schedule, we'd some how be able to magically pull off getting rid of some debt. As we said, this is our "Highlight REAL," so with that, we have promised ourselves to share the good, the bad, and the ugly. We quickly went into January with no game plan. We spent the first 9 days on vacation in Orlando at Disney and Universal. We then came back and had our best friends come in from out of town, so we were out doing a lot of fun stuff (some of which required more spending than normal) Finally, we made the decision to move back to Ohio, and so we spent the last few days of the month packing and moving into our temporary house for the nex...
Isn't this little boy handsome?! That's my SIX-year-old, Carter. He's a piece of work. He's a lover of all the boy things, sports, and he's even spent some time acting in Hollywood. He wants to be a police officer when he grows up so that he can rescue people, and I know he's going to change lives. He already has. I'd be lying if I said that my pregnancy with him was planned. And I'm ashamed to say this, but if I'm being completely honest, not only was his pregnancy unplanned, but there were also a few moments where my pregnancy with him was unwanted (I'm speaking for myself when I say this.) When I found out I was pregnant, I was in my first semester of nursing school. I was a poor college student working two jobs. I hadn't even been dating my boyfriend for a year. A month before I found out I was pregnant, we were on the verge of breaking up, but we had decided to give things one more try. And then one night when we w...
I took my kids for a two-hour walk today. We laughed, and played, and danced, and I was fully present. To you, that may not seem like a big deal, but for me that's huge. You see I have spent the first six years of motherhood barely surviving, and I honestly just believed that's the way this season went... On a typical week, my internal dialogue would sound a lot like this: "The house is a mess. I'll clean today, and play with my kids tomorrow." Then tomorrow would come, and the laundry would need to be done. "I'll get it all done today, and then tomorrow I'll take them to the park." The next day they might ask me just long enough to play a game with them that I cave. So, we'd settle for a quick card game, but the entire time I'd be thinking about how the kitchen was a disaster. You get the point. I'd constantly be trying to finish my to-do list so that I could finally be caught up and fully present with them, e...
This year, I am starting 2019 at the heaviest I have ever been, and "losing weight" is not on my list of new year's resolutions. We are now about ten days into our journey of a brand-new year, and normally at this time, I'd find myself about ten days into some pretty lofty resolutions. There have been variations of different goals thrown on my list throughout the years, but my number one has consistently been the same: Weight loss. Every stinkin' year. Typically, in the upcoming months, I would be consumed by strict diets, extreme exercise, and an obsession with the scale. Some years, I would find great "success" which would be defined by a smaller number when I step on that worth defining machine. Other years, not so much. Either way, every time January rolls around, my focus is on the same thing...the weight. Not this year. Listen, before you start your mental rant, I know . I know that being overweight can come with a multitude of p...
It's Monday. Our kids are off school for a holiday. I was super excited about it too. I had all kinds of plans to be a perfectly-present Pinterest mom today. I wrote my intentions on my planner, scheduled a day full of dance parties, play places, and memory making.  I even scribbled a few notes to myself saying things like, "Your to-do list is important, but your kids are more important. Love on them." That might sound silly to some, but being present is something I struggle with as a task-oriented person. I am constantly looking for the next thing to cross off of my to-do list, forgetting that sometimes it's okay to simply be. Well, the day started as did my to-do list. Despite all of the pep talks and notes I wrote, things were not panning out as I had hoped. Fast forward to now. It's 3pm and I'm completely exhausted. I fed my kids fast food for lunch, and I just exploded on my six-year-old like a raging volcano that's been waiting h...