Planting Roots & Watering Seeds

It’s hard to believe that we broke ground on this property TWO years ago, it truly seems like yesterday! I’ve always heard the process of building a house could be a nightmare, especially for your marriage, but it couldn’t have been further from the truth for us! We had so much fun that we were almost sad when it was over...almost!

If you’re in our area and wanting to build, Neese Custom Homes is your last stop. Every single step was a breeze thanks to Tim. Paired with the help of our construction interior designer, Rebecca Broom, the process was completely painless. They also worked some timeline magic as well. With a new baby on the way, Tim did everything he could to get us in our house as quick as possible. We broke ground mid-June 2018 and spent our first night in the new house mid-March 2019.

((When I say we spent our first night, I should note we jumped the gun a bit. We were still waiting on a few things <like mirrors, our island counter top and some shelves> to be installed but momma was so ready to S P R E A D O U T and I think everyone knew it so Tim gave us the thumbs up the second it was ready for occupancy! Who needs mirrors during move in week anyway?!)) While the settling-in process moved slow after our initial move-in thanks to juggling these littles, this past year has still been the fastest one ever. With sentiment as my weakness I sure treasure all of the memories that have already been made so I'm leaving them here in my digital scrapbook. I never want to forget this process or what it looked like in the early days of what, God-willing, will be a long lived life over the decades to come.

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The nursery I was finally able to throw together for my five month old baby boy.

The bittersweet transformation from a gender neutral nursery to a room fit for a princess.

The bunk beds that remind me daily of the battle I lost to those big baby blue eyes in my attempt to keep my little boy in a bubble forever.

The nights the big kids crawled in our bed and the hours spent rocking a nursing baby.

The soaking tub that will forever be known as “Mancy’s bathtub” because of our girl’s obsession with her favorite fancy ballerina.

The navy sofas we chose over cream because... well obviously, kids.

The friends and family that gathered around our tables to celebrate each birthday and holiday where we shook hands and hugged without a second thought.

The staircase we crawled up and scooted down over and over to teach the baby how to safely climb them.

The mornings spent on the playroom floor with coffee in one hand and whatever toy figure they insisted I play in the other.

The loved ones who live too far that have slumbered in our guest room.

The office that keeps an indoor bounce house for the rainy days when we're stuck inside.

The mud room that houses each little pair of muddy boots from the back and forth treks to the barn and garden. Where we hung their book bags each day after playing with their friends at school.

The laundry room that never gets a day off.

The sinks where we washed little hands.

The disappointment we felt after watching the Game of Thrones finale (and a few similar looking Ole Miss games) on the back porch.

The countless hours spent with a hose in the backyard to survive the endless days of quarantine.

All of it - I want to remember it all just as it was in the first years of our new home. Each room holding all of our precious moments including the ones that made some days feel extra long.

I’m so thankful for this house and the shelter that it provides, but my heart absolutely bursts with gratitude for the people that make it HOME. I pray that we will be blessed with many more years to spend here. Years that allow us to teach our babies how to live their lives to glorify the Lord and to love the way Jesus loves us. We have much to teach inside these walls and even more to learn.

We’ve planted our roots, now here’s to watering our {mustard} seeds.

I can’t wait to watch our Douglas crew grow together under this roof. ❤