The New Decade

Category : Christie

Happy first day of school parents kids!  In the social networking world, I can see parents rejoicing that the start of school is here and the busyness that it brings.  For me, it starts a not only a new chapter, but a new book in my life.  My dad loving calls it my retirement, but today begins my first glimpse of being a stay at home mom and freelancer.  Seeing that it’s only 1pm, I can say, it’s a fine balance.  :)

Gary and I like to do wild and crazy things around our 30th birthday.  Gary’s 30th birthday brought us his college undergrad graduation, signing on our first house and me being 4-5 months pregnant all without him having a job.  No stress, really.  But the Lord gave us the ability to buy a new home with minimal work to be done, an extended internship and finally a job at Calvin around Thanksgiving time and an easy labor and delivery with Anna!  For my 30th birthday, we decided to have me quit my job, buy a pop-up camper and try my hand at building Unity Design Group as my job all while maintaining the house, cooking and working on my patience spending quality time with the girls.  :)   Again, no stress.  In all reality, this is what I truly want in my life right now.  To be able to keep the laundry piles down, to keep the dishwasher loaded, attempt to make healthy and delicious meals, to take the girls to visit daddy on lunch, ride bikes, do crafts and domesticate them (we have kids to do dishes and laundry, right?).  I want to expand my freelancing to more clients, maybe get into the wedding world with invites, sell some crafts online and at craft shows, be apart of MOPS at church, use the talents God has given me in different ways rather than just at a desk job.

This past decade was filled with a lot of firsts, life lessons, joys and heartaches.  In my 20’s, I lost my mom to leukemia but gained new parental relationships and siblings that have blessed me beyond measure.  I fell in love with a man that I never dreamed of but has been more than I dreamed of, he’s my rock, my best friend, my partner.  I reached my highest weight of 267 (maybe more than that even) but have lost 81.5 pounds of that with a lifestyle change and I’m not done yet!  I had 2 beautiful baby girls who are the light of my life but have lost 2 babies that just weren’t fit for this world.  I’ve lived in dorms rooms, an apartment and now a beautiful home.  I’ve seen friends move away, lost friends but have gained so many more.  I’ve been challenged in my faith continuously and am looking forward to more challenges.

I’m taking on my 30’s with a hitch in my step.  To live it healthier, to be at my goal weight, to see my kids off to school each day, to support my husband in his dreams, to make our house a home, to love my family deeper and to become closer to our friends.  I’m so ready for this new decade and all it’s uncertainties.  So thank you 20’s for molding and preparing me for this new decade.

Anna’s Antics | Pt.2

Category : Anna

A conversation on our way to dinner last night:

Anna:  I don’t like this dress.

Christie: Why don’t you like your dress?

Anna:  Because it has black on it.  I don’t like black.  My favorite colors are pink and purple.

Christie: No kidding.  :)   Well I like that dress, Anna.

Anna:  Well then you should wear it.

Gary: *Buries his head in his hands.*

Anna’s Antics | Pt.1

Category : Anna

In talking with the girls about what to be for Halloween:

Anna: I want to be a princess (who knew?!)

Izzy:  I want to be a pwincess too!

Anna: No.  Izzy, you can by my prince.

Gary and I look at eachother and just shake our heads.

Almost done….

Category : Family

Hey there!

Hopefully some people still read this!  I will be back to this space so very soon with so much to tell!  :)

Love to you all!

Christie

We’re still here!

Category : Blogger Posts : 2007-2010

Sorry for the quiet blog posting around these here parts.  Lots has been going on but we hope to be talkative again here soon.  In the meantime, here are a bunch of photos for you to enjoy of our busy little family.  :)   I hope this finds all of you well, enjoying the summer like weather as much as we are!  The girls are well, growing like weeds, little sponges.  Gary and I are doing good as well.  Had a big garage cleaning party today and ended our day in the kiddie pools of Michigan’s Adventure.  :)   We’re lovin’ summer.

Some updates on the house – namely the girly girls bathroom

Springtime around the Tidd house

A lil’ summertime

Our staycation to Grand Haven

Love to you all!

Gary, Christie, Anna and Isabella

Finding OUR style | Part 1

Category : Projects

So I’m a chronic blog reader.  A confession, maybe.  All I know is that I’m not alone.  I read blogs about parenting to crafting to food to decorating.  All which provide me with overwhelming inspiration which then gets projected onto my dear sweet husband who takes it all in stride and knows that it may or may not be a short lived idea.  I get replies  like “yeah, looks nice” or “you’re just going to have to do it” when I show him a bright white kitchen (a far cry from our honey colored cabinets, freckled countertops and black appliances) or a lively living room with a red couch and a fun rug.

Beautiful White Kitchen Mismatched Handle Dresser

So with all the beautiful spaces from all over the country, large homes, rental spaces, a lushes backyard, I’ve been struggling to find my design style.  I love taking something from a space and putting it in my own, but it doesn’t all go with our current furniture, feel of our home or us for that matter or a wall color that we don’t plan on changing for awhile.  I love the bright colors, I love the pure-ness of white, I love the rustic feel of wooden beams, I love simplicity.  So where does that leave me?

Looking to my roots.  My mom was an avid antiquer finding old crocks to hold wooden spoons, ball jars to hold spools of thread, beautiful Harlequin dishes in mint condition, old grates to adorn the walls.  All to which at a young age, didn’t appreciate very much.  I would be “dragged” into antique shops on the hunt for the cup that wasn’t on the list which have all become fond memories of my growing up.  My mom’s style was at the time considered plain old country with all the blues, roses, small prints – nothing that I liked as my room was black and white (with pink carpet but we won’t talk about that).  But after my mom’s passing, I found myself fawning over the 40’s fabrics she has chosen for various quilts, the numerous Ball jars, the small spice cabinets, the old tin cans containing hair tar (or something like that).  I kept a box or two of the above items, never really knowing what I’d do with them seeing as I had a modern taste (or so I thought) but couldn’t part with them.

Harlequin Dishes

Which leads me to my current project, a slow and steady one as are most projects in our house, our bedroom. It’s on the smallish side with a small walk-in closet and a bathroom but it does the job as we don’t spend a lot of non-sleeping time in there (aside from Saturday morning Mickey Mouse and Jake & the Neverland Pirates watching).  We have a lovely bedroom set that we impulsed purchased after eating Chinese in our pre-children days.  We still like it and plan on keeping it around awhile.  It’s a espresso brown with an X pattern and raised silver blocks on the headboard and one dresser.  It’s a bit matchy matchy to what my blogs show me but painting furniture scares Gary a bit.  :)   The wall color is the builder color, a nice tan actually, but I’m ready for a little lighter, fresher tan of sorts.  I was trying to figure out how to do a grey wall color for the longest time but I couldn’t get a nice shade that would work with the furniture and our brown bathroom (that is liked and took 3 coats, so it’s staying).  I waved the white flag to the wall color and realized that other elements I’ve made or purchased were leaning towards the antique feel instead of this modern edge I’d been trying to create.

Do you ever try to work in a new trend or style just because?  Ever impulse something as large as bedroom outfit after Chinese?

Happy Halloween!

Category : Anna, Isabella

::::::::::: So this one is a smidge late, but I had it written and was just waiting to add pictures.  Time escaped me and here you go, Happy Halloween in March!” :::::::::::::

This year we weren’t able to make it out to the pumpkin patch to get our pumpkins.  Something about 70 MPH winds and 40 degrees doesn’t scream let’s play outside!  So we instead went to our local market and picked up a couple pumpkins, on sale mind you, and headed home.  Because of our lack of time and ability to get our pumpkins, we finished carving them just before our Trick or Treating Saturday night.  Anna enjoying playing with the goop and Izzy just didn’t know what to think of it.  Needless to say she was done quite a bit sooner than Anna.  Anna chose a monster for her pumpkin (thank goodness it was a 2 of 5 difficulty rather than mommy’s last years choice of 5 of 5).

Gary decided Izzy’s would have their names on it.  All was going so wonderfully carving our pumpkins…. until I broke the wonderful little, feels cheap but works amazing, pumpkin carver.  The harder one was done when it happened and the name carving ended with a serated steak knife and a broken “zz” in Izzy’s name.  Nothing that a little toothpick won’t fix!

We all ate dinner together, once a month cooking lasagna, which was delicious.  Then as the sun was setting (way to early these days), we dressed the wee ones in their pumpkin costumes.  Back up…..  So I had been asking Anna what she wanted to be for Halloween.  I think this is the first year she’s getting it.  So at first, we were a spider.  Then we were a ghost.  Finally I got her to say pumpkin a few times.  Well I had planned on Izzy being the pumpkin as Anna was last year.  So the hunt was on for another pumpkin costume.  I just so happen to find the same costume, just a size smaller at the thrift store for $6.  Good thing Miss Izzy is a bit on the short and squat size that the smaller size fit her perfectly and the little taller skinny mini Anna fit into the costume she wore last year.  And it was so.

Back to present….  We get them dressed in their orange finery and off we went into fairly decent weather for trick or treating (last year we lasted the neighborhood it was so stinkin’ cold and windy).  We hit up some neighbors and headed over to the bigger neighborhood next to us.  Ann was her usual “excited to go but won’t say a word” self when we got up to the door.  So her little sister took up the slack and said in the cutest little voice “trick o treat” and “happy hawoween!”  Not only did she know what to say to get candy, every time we loaded her back up into the wagon, she said “this house” so we’d move along to the next house.  Stinker!  Well, we made a haul of course!  Even need to dump the excess in the wagon to fill up our buckets again!  Anna decided which 2 people would accompany her to the door, Grandpa and Daddy, Aunt Sheila and Mommy.  Too funny.  They had a great time and it just amazes how much Izzy already has caught on to, even earlier than Anna did!

Another successful trick or treating night!

Being real

Category : Family, Pregnancy

I’ve been trying to think of when would be a good time to write about this (as you well know I like to write about anything from skiing to potty training).  I’ll get to Izzy’s 2nd birthday in my next post but a friends blogpost today struck me as it was time.  She talked about an honest feeling she was having with her newborn, something I know every mother goes through at some point.  But she was being real and putting herself out there.

We’ve had an up and down couple months in the Tidd house.  Now, I know everyone goes through sicknesses, hardships, etc so I don’t want this to be a pity party for us.  It’s another part of our life that forever changed us and I like to record those feelings and events as vividly as I can.  So here goes – forgive me family and friends as we didn’t share this with everyone at the time.  We were preparing to try for baby #3 in late fall and just like the first 2 kiddos, we got pregnant mid-November on our first try.  Before I even took a test, I knew something wasn’t right with this pregnancy.  I had been spotting for a week or so, which seemed abnormal for me.  Finally on Friday night (December 3) around 12:30am, Gary went to the store to get a pregnancy test.  Neither of us could handle not knowing anymore.  We were both a little edgy with eachother because of what we both knew wasn’t normal but needed to know if I was pregnant or not.  He came back with a pack of EPT (which should have been a sign to begin with as my other 2 I used Clear Blue Easy.  I know too much info, but it was funny that nothing fit the bill this time.)  I promised Gary I wouldn’t cry this time we took a test – the last 2 I cried, for Anna as she was our first and for Izzy as she came as a part of God’s plan.  :)   I didn’t cry but I wasn’t as excited as I should be b/c of this lingering feeling we both had.  I called the doctor the next week to tell them I had a positive pregnancy test to set up an appointment but was spotting.  The nurse (not my OB nurse) said that’s normal for some women, that it could be that way the whole pregnancy.  I knew better from my own experiences to know this wasn’t right for me.  But I went on through the next week hoping the spotting would end.  I called again and was assured that spotting was normal and wasn’t having any other symptoms as the time of anything more.  My appointment was scheduled for December 27 to make sure it was a viable pregnancy as I have to do Lovenox and Heperin shots with my history of blood clots.  After those 2 weeks had passed, I switched my appointment to the 20th as we had plans of telling the family over the holidays of our news but wanted it to be a good thing and not an unsure thing.

Friday, December 17 I was on my way home from picking up the girls from daycare.  I had been bleeding for about 4 weeks now and in my head, I thought it was going away.  But I started to feel a little more crampy as I was driving.  I ate dinner but didn’t feel right.  So I ended up on the couch, covered in a blanket as the pain was getting stronger.  Anna and Izzy didn’t know what was going on, but knew that mommy didn’t feel good.  So Anna’s first reaction is to start getting as sad as I look and cuddle with me.  Izzy’s reaction was to stick around me but wasn’t sure what to do.  Anna asks if I have to throw up and what was wrong.  I told her that mommy’s belly hurt.  In the meantime, Gary was on the phone with his mom.  As soon as he got off and realized that I didn’t feel good, he came over to hug me.  While we hugged, I had much stronger pains, like a labor pain and jumped up to run to the bathroom.  The girls, still concerned, follow me in.  Sitting there, I was still having the pains come in waves, my head was in my hands and dear, sweet Anna asked “Mommy, do you have a big poop?”  In the midst of the scary time, she made my laugh.  ::::::: Back story: When Anna says her belly hurts we ask her if she has to poop or if she has to poop.  That girl puts things together like nobody’s business. :::::::  So I tell her, no mommy doesn’t have a big poop but that her belly still hurt.  Anna is standing there with her blankie very concerned as to my well-being, Izzy’s totting around being Izzy.  So sweet.  Just after that conversation, the biggest pain seized through and I passed baby #3.

My dear, sweet husband rallied the girls to the living room, letting me work through the pain and emotions of having a miscarriage while he called the hospital.  After talking with the on-call service, he called Sheila over to watch the girls while we figured out what to do next.  I cleaned up and soon after, the on-call OB-GYN called me.  He asked me a few questions and from what I gave him, he confirmed that I had a miscarriage and told him I already had an appointment on that Monday.  Sheila and Missy showed up to tend to the girls, while Gary and I talked and cried a little.  (Thank you, ladies).

The rest of the night was a bit somber.  We knew that it wasn’t our (my) fault for this happening.  We knew we felt off with this whole pregnancy.  We knew (but didn’t really want to admit) that this may not end well.  But we also knew that this was God’s will for us.  We knew and know that God will grant us another child if it’s His will.  We know that He’ll stay beside us through all the ups and downs during the grieving period.  It’s been 2 1/2 months since that day and there are still some things working themselves out, a few less sad moments seeing a pregnant woman, a few more brighter moments that those 2 little girls bring out of us.  In the end, God has brought us peace and a hope that we’ll get another chance.

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I had planned on blogging each week about my pregnancy and had started the first couple weeks to post at a later date.  I’ll share that with you here:

So, dear readers, you won’t be reading this till I’m about 8-12 weeks along but I wanted to chronicle weekly about what’s going on during this, my 3rd pregnancy!  I can’t believe it, well I can b/c we wanted this, but just like the other 2 there’s a surprise/scared/exciting feeling involved with adding another baby into the family.  Gary and I kind of had a saying “3 before 30″ for our family, so that would mean we’d have another baby by the time I turn 30 or we’ll be pregnant at that time.  Well we’re going to hit that mark just in the nick of time.  My supposed due date, according to my handy dandy friends at the BabyCenter, is August 3.  I turn 30 on August 16.  So we’ll see if this little one will arrive late like their biggest sister or a week early like their younger sister, ha!  So weird to say that.


Anywho, a couple Friday nights ago, Gary and I decided to start wrapping gifts for the girls, we were watching tv and wondering if I may be pregnant.  I was going to buy a test the next day but….. it got the best of Gary (and actually relieved me of wondering too much).  He ran to the store around 12am to get some tests.  So of course while he’s gone I’m thinking about it, it’s making me all nervous when in reality I knew I was pregnant.  As most of you know, we are pretty fertile (I know a little graphic but you chose to stick around to read this blog).  This isn’t meant to brag but we don’t have to try hard.   So Gary got home with the tests (and as weird as this sounds, he wasn’t able to find the ClearBlue digital ones I’d used for the last 2 kids, bummer!) so I took one and within a minute it declared and temporarily solidified my thought.  I wasn’t allowed to cry like I did for the first 2, so I didn’t.  I smiled a lot, hugged Gary tightly and jokingly asked “what are going to do now?!”  Hehe.  I’ve asked that with Anna and Izzy.  :)   I’m all about consistency.


So in the past couple weeks not much has been going on.  I have one difference from my previous pregnancies that gives me a little worry but was told the 2 times I called about it that it’s normal, is the light bleeding.  I know, again too much info, but it is what it is.  I did a little online research but like to steer away from that b/c people post only about issues usually not the normalcy of things, so for that I lean on my doctor for the answers.  I have no cramping or bleeding heavily to show something may be wrong.  But my inherent nature is to worry, so I may just bump my appointment up till before Christmas so I have more confidence breaking the news to the family over Christmas.  Hopefully that’ll work!  With the appointment will bring a wonderful prescription…. Lovenox.  I’ll talk about that later.  :)

Izzy-bella Care-la turns 2!

Category : Isabella

Sorry, dear daughter, that it’s taken me a month and a half to blog about your birthday.  I know you won’t mind as I’ve kept up with it in my first Blurb book for our family!

Like the title?  That’s how the wee little one says her name.  Isn’t that the cutest!  She does it each time with a big grin.  I love it.  This dear sweet girl turned 2 on January 13.  These little years have such milestones!  She’s moved from a booster seat at the table to standing up like her big sister to eat (our carpeted dining room floor thanks you).  She finally has a mouthful of teeth!  At her first birthday, she was the two-toothed wonder and now she has all but her 2 year molars in.  She still surpasses Anna in the eating without fighting category.  Not only does she eat just about anything or at least try it, she’ll eat tomatoes by the slice and requests water to drink.  Her vocabulary is quite extensive and she babbles out stories only to really recognize the last couple words but she’s trying!  She loves to sing, especially “I’ve been workin’ on the railroad”, “Jesus Loves Me” and “Twinkle Twinkle.”

She still throws little tantrums and has become the little sister who swipes something from big sister and holds it till they roll on the floor for it.  But she’s also the comforter who brings blankies and babies to sad sisters.  She loves to help clean with her broom and a wet cloth, she’ll help clean up toys or the bathtub without much prompt all while singing “Clean up, clean up, everybody do their share….”.  She also still lets mommy and daddy smoother her in kisses (who can’t with those chubby cheeks!) and rock her for a few minutes before we lay her down each night.  She says “lub you” without asking and gives hugs to anyone.  She’s a goofball who likes to tickle, pull funny faces when talking to G&G on Skype and will mimic Anna all day long.  She still runs the gate yelling “Mommy! or Daddy!” when we pick her up each day.  She loves to read books over and over and over again….  :)   She jumps up most mornings when we wake her with a big smile on her face (where she got being a morning person from, we’ll never know).

She was an unplanned mommy and daddy little one but she’s certainly an amazing gift from God and we can’t remember life without such a cuddly, spunky, beautiful little girl.

Happy Birthday Isabella Clara!  I hope your next year is full of even more exciting milestones!  We love you!

For the rest of the pictures from her birthday and party, check them out here!

Oh, nice toothbrush, how I’ve missed you

Category : Family

We bought toothbrushes.  Expensive ones.  Ones with fancy settings, multiple toothbrush heads, even a sanitizer.  We spent over $200 on our toothbrushes!  There, I said it.  Who does that?  You could buy so much with $200 or pay down some debt.  We do, obviously.  Why?  Thanks for asking!  Let me give you a short back story (not sure if short is in my forte, but I’ll do my best).

I talked about Anna’s dentist trip awhile back and our history of the dentist but now about our toothbrushes.  :)   Exciting, I know!  Growing up we both just had your run of the mill manual-brush your teeth for 20 seconds so your breath smells of toothpaste so mom will think you brushed your teeth-toothbrush.  Gary and I had different dental experiences growing up but in the end when we got married and were talking about having kids, we had to start a routine of going to the dentist.  So we started out with the 2 for $10 Oral B and Crest Spinbrush battery operated toothbrushes.  They were great when we compared to our manual ones.  They got me through years of no cavities.  Then we decided it was time to upgrade only because Woot told us we should.  On one particular day they had a Two for Tuesday of nicer Oral-B (I think) rechargeable toothbrushes for about $45.  Perfect!  Those worked great for about a year or so until mine wouldn’t hold a charge anymore and Gary’s was running out of gusto.  So we tossed those.  We hemmed and hawed for months on getting the best out there.  So in the meantime, we went back to good ole manual and tried to brush for 2 minutes but it just wasn’t the same.

Our dentist appointments came around in November and there came our decision maker.  Well for me anyway.  I was on about year 4 of no cavities, no nothing.  Then I was hit with 2 cavities.  Granted they got this new fancy light that detects cavities even sooner than x-rays, but still….  And for Gary, he’s been cavity free for awhile but continues to battle with gum issues and other past neglect due to no insurance as a young 20 something.  Since then, he’s been the model teeth guy, brushing twice a day, mouthwash twice a day, flossing each night.  Gold star for the Gar!  Which brings me into our $200+ toothbrush purchase.

Enter the amazing-feels like you walked out of the dentist and more everyday-5 settings-sanitizer-rechargeable-not terribly cheap replacement heads-but so well worth it Sonicare FlexCare Plus and FlexCare (for me).

These toothbrushes have a 2 minute cycle with a 30 second buzzer to change zones so all your teeth get the same amount of attention.  They vibrate instead of spin and clean between your teeth to almost feel like you flossed.  So not to be dazzled by the features of the brushes, they were really to bring our teeth and gums back to where they were and hopefully a lot better!  Our perio charting which shows how healthy your gums are should be out of the 3’s, 4’s and 5’s and down into the 1’s and 2’s. All in all this was an investment into better dental care, to save us from awful root canals and cavities and the biggest one, their bills, in the future.

A remarkable difference from past toothbrushes, especially this last one, is what we’re hoping for come May/June!