The House Hunt part 1

I think I'm finally ready to throw together my first 'real' house post! Warning: this post and all subsequent house posts might get really long and too detailed for some but I just can't help myself. Buying our first home has been quite the adventure and a LONG time coming.

In fact, let us reflect on how we even got to this point. Well, we are both 30 years old with 1.5 kids and most of our friends bought homes back in 2005. But us? We rented for a bit after our wedding in 2007 and then really considered buying a house that that time. Thank you, God, that we did not bite the bullet back then since that is right when the housing market took a turn for the worse. Instead, we decided to live in the vacant upper duplex above my in-laws while Nate went to graduate school. We moved in here on Valentines Day, 2008 and had totally planned to stay only one year, just to save up a nice down payment on a house. Um....we close on our first home on Feb 13, 2012, so you do the math:)

That's exactly four years in our cozy little duplex, and four years full of highs and lows for our family. Three pregnancies, one loss, bringing home one newborn baby--then watching him grow up here. Built-in baby sitters who live downstairs from us, which is basically priceless, right? Wonderful meals made by my loving mother-in-law, who usually has us down each night on the weekends to share in her latest cooking delight. Numerous parties and celebrations were had here--a first birthday party, a graduation party for Nate, holiday parties, and random get-togethers with friends. Yes, lots and lots of happy memories in this home of ours and it will be extremely bittersweet to say goodbye.

We've talked so much about WHEN we would buy our first home that it's almost funny to look back on how that discussion evolved. First, we were going to move out in 2009 but the housing market made us think otherwise. Then when I got pregnant with Truman, we were sure we'd just rent somewhere else to save Tony and Lois the headache of living below a newborn baby. But of course, they balked at that idea and whole-heartedly welcomed their first grandchild just one story above them---late night crying and all. Then we figured we'd buy a house right when Nate graduated, in May 2011. But then I had a really expensive miscarriage that sort of took up all of our time and big chunk of our down payment funds. So we pushed the 'start hunting' date to the fall of 2011 and that sort of passed us by, too. We had just started to truly budget with our newly acquired double income status and I just didn't feel like we had any clue what we could truly afford. I was scared to spend the money we'd spent so many years saving. I was scared that we'd have another detrimental set back on our savings, like we did in 2011, and that we'd go under because of it. So yeah, I was pretty scared and started feeling like maybe we should just stay here for another year or two.

But one day, it hit me: we'd been pushing off this major step for way too long. There will always be something that comes up, always some unexpected expense or a reason to wait. Sure, we could have two kids in our little duplex but wasn't this a perfect time to take that leap of faith and settle into our first house before our second baby arrives? This is a buyers market and especially for us, a couple that has nothing to sell and therefore is not in a rush to get into a house quickly, there is no time like the present. Sure, it would be ideal to live in this duplex until every dime of our student loans is paid off (our only current debt) but sometimes you have to just go for it and live a little (this is a VERY anti-Dave Ramsey thing to say, I know). But we have planned to keep this first house modest so that we aren't 'house poor', so that I can still have the luxury of working part time, and so that we can still put a decent amount back in our savings each month. It would have been easy to look at houses way above our comfort level for payment, but we promised ourselves we would stay focused on the big picture instead. A 'WOW' home is not everything in life and we've always felt content in our tiny, humble place anyway.

Let's talk specifics now, shall we?

Our must have list for our first home:
-At least 3 bedrooms. I would prefer 4 'just in case' we have 3 kids and even if we don't, so that we could have a true guest room for our MO guests. But really, 3 bedrooms will be just fine.

-Fabulous location. We were admitted pretty snobby and annoying with this one, and Nate was even pickier than me since he grew up in this suburb. We want to live in a district with great schools since our kids will go to public schools and our little suburb boasts some of the best public schools in the state. Within our current suburb, we had a fairly small area that would actually 'work' for us but we did look at houses all around the immediate area and into other suburbs as well. I'd say we were 80% sure we'd stay in the same suburb that we're enjoying right now, though.

-All bedrooms on the same level. This was not an original 'must have' but we quickly found out that it needed to be on our list. A lot of the cute older homes we love have one giant master bedroom upstairs and then kids bedrooms on the main level. While that might not be a deal breaker to some families, it is for me---mostly because I don't like the idea of my kids being down on the main level and us being all the way upstairs if there is a break-in. Not to mention the probable nightly trips from our master bed to the kids rooms to check on them/help them go back to sleep/etc/etc/etc. Having to eliminate a flight of stairs for those trips seems really important right now.

Our 'would be nice to have' list:
-Hardwood floors.
-An old house with loads of charm but with plenty of modern updates (ah, the perfect balance, right?)
-2 car garage
-A decent sized yard, since this suburb is known for tiny lots
-Decent closet sizes, which again is pretty rare for old homes
-The ability to grow into the house with updates, additions, or transforming basements/attics into living spaces. We really don't want this first house to only last 3-5 years if we can manage it, mostly because I HATE moving so much and we've already waited this long to buy our first home. It doesn't have to be our 'forever' or our dream home, but I want to make sure we could potentially last here about 10 years or more.

And then the stats on THE house that will be ours in less than two weeks:)
1670 square feet
2 car, detached garage
full basement plus a third floor attic each with potential to be a living space someday
3 good-sized bedrooms, all upstairs
one full bath upstairs, and a half downstairs
fantastic location, right across from an elementary school and on a corner lot (therefore only one neighbor!)
gigantic kitchen compared to what we have now

Let's remember that our current duplex boasts a whopping 900 square feet, two cozy bedrooms and only one bathroom. So nearly doubling our square footage is enough to make me panic and also want to cry from excitement. We also have to share the garage with Nate's parents right now, so although I'm the lucky pregnant lady who hates Wisconsin winters and therefore gets a garage spot, Nate does have to scrape his car each morning and endure the troubles of outdoor parking. We don't have a garbage disposal, a dishwasher, or a third bedroom at the moment. We are pretty limited on storage space.

Now of course, our first house is not PERFECT by any means. The biggest projects we are going to tackle before we move into the house include ripping up all of the carpets and refinishing the existing hardwood underneath; painting all of the boring white walls and the dark wood trim (more on this later, please don't threaten to kill me), and we will completely re-do the kitchen. So all cosmetic updates that will likely make the house fit more into our style. The 'to-do someday' list on this house is really quite overwhelming, but the good news is that none of those expensive things have to be done right now. We realize that owning an old home will mean a constant project and we are definitely up to the challenge, as true DIY'ers at heart.

And now, I present to you a few pictures of the outside. Our 1925 'Chicago Bungalow' style house. It's very 'us', as many of our friends have said.

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More to come...

23 weeks: a shrinking pomegranate

Twenty-three weeks: 2.1.12
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Photo thoughts: Sort of random to take these with Truman in the stroller, but we HAD to get out and enjoy our heat wave with temps in the 40s! You can't really see it, but he is eating a giant cake pop from Starbucks. He requested a 'pink ball' and since they were out of pink ones, he got a white (Peppermint brownie). He did not complain.

Size of baby: either a mango or a papaya, and since both were hard to find in the stores I allowed Nate to get creative during his grocery trip. I told him about 11 inches and one pound and reminded him that last week, I was a spaghetti squash so we needed this fruit baby to be even bigger. And he came back with a pomegranate---which is seriously as small as my 18-weeker bell pepper or something. Sigh. I think he just wanted a pomegranate to eat. At least it's pretty but next week I vow to be more specific with my fruit/veggie choice. Pet peeve that this week's fruit is way too small.

Cravings: Still downing a cold one (pregnancy style, Diet Dr Pepper, baby!) almost daily. If you cut me I would also bleed pure sugar. Mostly, I am totally famished in the evenings and I cannot seem to get enough food in my belly. I love/hate this stage of pregnancy for the never-ending pit of a stomach.

What I love: Belly, movement, being really REALLY close to that 'viability day' of 24 weeks. Basically, all of it.

What I'm looking forward to the most: Pulling together her nursery in our new house. I bought a rug which will be the base of the whole room and I cannot freaking wait to go from there!

Worries: This is really ridiculous now, being on the other side of a pregnancy-hormone breakdown from the other night, but I was a mess over the fact we still haven't picked a name for baby girl. I had convinced myself that Nate and I are no longer on the same page with ANYTHING IN THE ENTIRE WORLD because we cannot agree on a name, and also because he said one of my paint color ideas for the new house was 'a little bright'. Totally lost it and I blame hormones and probably lack of sleep. But other than that overly dramatic evening, I'm totally zen, man!

What is different this time around: With Truman at 23 weeks I was feeling super chunky and not looking that pregnant. We had just decided to get our BOB stroller, were in the heart of registry building, and I'm pretty sure the nursery was basically done. And now? I don't really feel that 'chunky' because my belly is actually a round bump at this point. Just starting to think about what we'll need to buy for baby #2 but I'm definitely not immersing myself into baby gear research like I did for Truman. And the nursery? Um, I bought a rug. Does that count?

Symptoms: Not much, other than random tightening sensations. I'm not calling them Braxton Hicks contractions because my OB isn't worried about it but it's still really weird.

Sleep: Not bad. Found myself laying flat on my stomach the other night and sort of freaked out about it since I really didn't think that was possible at nearly 6 months pregnant. And Truman still likes to wake at 5:30 every day which is about the time my bladder nearly explodes anyway.

Movement: Big kicks. And although I was worried last week about how 'low' the kicks feel right now my OB assured me that she is actually in the lower part of my belly right now, thus the lower kicks. Not sure if I expected her to be kicking my ribs already or what, but duh.

The belly: It's there! I sort of love it. My belly button is holding on but just barely and a lot of my new maternity tops I got for Christmas are fitting fairly snugly already.

Milestones: Had a great 22 week OB appointment last week---BP is fab and my weight is up 12 pounds. So officially less than what I had gained with Truman at this point, which is totally comical since I was running three days a week back then and I have not exercised at all since my threatened miscarriage/bleeding episode scare at 6 weeks with this baby. I'm sure I will still gain at LEAST 30 pounds, and probably closer to 40 but I still don't care at all.

Also? This is a pretty sweet day because I am exactly 23 weeks pregnant and Truman is exactly 23 months old!! His monthly post is to come, of course, but I'm totally celebrating this magical '23/23' marker day that I made up for this specific pregnancy.

Amusing comments from the general public: This is a new category that absolutely MUST be added to these posts because I am always shocked at the rude/insane/polar opposite comments that I am getting from 'strangers.' It's been written about many times before, but I really believe that seeing a pregnant belly brings out the worst in others.

This week, I saw one patient whose son stopped me mid-sentence to ask if I was pregnant. I replied, 'Yes, I am' and he was very sweet about it, asking if it was a girl or a boy. Normal, right? The next patient I saw had a daughter there who said something like, 'oh, I THOUGHT I saw a bump when you stood up! But since you are only in the first trimester....[blah blah blah--insert unsolicited advise/opinions here]'. I stopped her mid-sentence to correct this incredibly incorrect assumption. Because, seriously? I'm halfway through my second trimester, lady, and my first trimester was a living hell so don't even bring it up. She was totally shocked when I told her I'm due in May and kind of gave me the side eye, saying the most annoying phrase in the entire universe: 'But you aren't even showing that much!!' Talk about a time warp to Truman's pregnancy when every single person felt the need to tell me that I was 'too small' and 'are you sure there isn't something wrong with the baby's growth?' This lady even asked how big Truman was, thinking that maybe I just gestate really small babies, and when I told her 7 pounds 10 ounces at a whole two weeks early she was even more confused. Dude, it's the long torso. Everyone is different. GET.OVER.IT.

Best moment of the week: My great OB appointment, buying the first item for baby girl's nursery (can I seriously talk about a rug anymore in one post?), and getting our house appraisal back to find it's worth quite a bit more than we paid (holla for instant equity!). I can't ever just pick one 'best' moment, can I?

22 weeks: spaghetti squashed

Twenty-two weeks: 1.25.12

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Photo thoughts: Um, I totally broke one of my belly pic rules. I let the Wisconsin weather win this week all together and had Nate take the pictures inside. I know, I know, I HATE breaking the 'rules' but man--it's cold outside. And I figured since we do have two 'good light' spots in our house, might as well use one of them this time. Plus, Truman is in a big boy bed as of about 2 days ago and I'm feeling very sentimental about his nursery turned toddler room. What better place than in my favorite room in our house for this weeks shoot, with his new bedding and big bed in the background! Cue the waterworks thinking about us moving from this house where Truman has spent his entire life and I spent a majority of my pregnancy decorating his nursery. It's going to be bittersweet to move, for sure.

Size of baby: a spaghetti squash from BC and a papaya from TB. I wanted to make a spaghetti squash for part of a dinner this week anyway. Score one for a belly pic fruit that can work into the meal planning!

Cravings: Diet soda, big time. I went from indulging once or twice per week to buying myself a twelve pack of Diet Dr. Pepper cans. Not good. This means my biggest vice is having a diet caffeinated soda almost daily now. GASP! But since I'm still not hitting the hard stuff for coffee, maybe I am not creating an addicted baby just yet, right? The diet soda tastes SO good you guys.

Also, last week I had my first extremely ravenous moment. Friday night after work I was starving and exhausted from driving in the snow storm while it was a high of 9 degrees all day. I wanted a pizza so bad I could freaking smell it on my way home. And it HAD to be Papa John's even though I think it's been at least 4 years since we even ordered a PJ's pizza for delivery. I ordered it online after I informed Nate that this is what we would be eating because I was practically eating off my own arm just thinking about it. And then waiting an hour for the 'za to arrive was almost scary because I was SO hungry, dreaming about that darn pizza that I was almost in a stupor. When it arrived, I could have easily housed the entire pizza pie but I let my husband and son have a few morsels instead. Man, that was good.

What I love: The growing belly and this 'honeymoon' stage of pregnancy when I have a ton of energy and don't feel quite like a house just yet.

What I'm looking forward to the most: Decorating a nursery in our new house, picking a name, and just to be pretty obvious---meeting our baby girl in May. It's seeming more and more real each day!

Worries: I have been pretty level-headed lately, if I do say so myself. I did have to use the doppler a few days last week though, mostly because if I go a few hours without feeling baby girl kick me I get nervous. I still say that doppler was the best purchase ever---nothing more calming than hearing that galloping heart rate.

What is different this time around: Last time at 22 weeks we had officially decided on a name, I had decided that my tiny belly had 'popped', and I wasn't sleeping the best after getting up to pee in the middle of the night. Well, this time we have officially come up with a top four for names, my belly popped months ago, and I am sleeping just fine. Not even getting up to pee in the middle of the night---usually just at 5 am or whenever Truman wakes for the day. Hmmm, very different this time around I guess. Maybe I need to be drinking more water.

Symptoms: That same night I was ready to pounce on our pizza delivery man, I had my first-ever experience of round ligament pain (I think). It was super sharp, only on my left, and only if I stood up really straight or moved too fast. Pretty horrible to walk around with a hunched back, just to avoid the dagger in my uterus. Did not like that. Also, I am incredibly congested at night now. Whenever I lay down my nose immediately plugs up and I have to breathe in and out through my mouth. Hence, the extreme dry mouth and nastiness that ensues in the morning. Even when I lay down with Truman to read books, I almost feel out of breath because I have to breathe through my mouth. Very odd pregnancy symptoms this week.

Sleep: Really great, actually. Besides the clogged nose and horrid mouth breathing.

Movement: Lots. Love it. I feel like she kicks pretty low 80% of the time which makes me wonder if she is breech right now. Not that it matters this early in the game, but still. I have had some bladder and cervix kicks already which are always a treat.

The belly: Definitely can't suck it in anymore. Belly button looks weird and I think I definitely look pregnant, even to the public eye. Still much larger than my 22 week shot from last time.

Boy or Girl: A healthy baby GIRL!!!!

Milestones: Girlie is 11 inches long and 1 pound. Tiny tooth buds are forming, along with lanugo and the pancreas. Apparently her eyes have formed but the irises are still not pigmented. Sort of creepy when you think about it.

Best moment of the week: a fabulous home inspection on Saturday, which means the house is even closer to being 'ours'. Which means I got to measure out the nursery (and every other room) and get serious about planning a for some fun girlie colors. I have a feeling that in the midst of this home buying process, the move, the decorating/renovating, that the remainder of this pregnancy might go a little too fast for my liking. So I'm trying to savor it and not get too ahead of myself with a big To-Do list. Such a fun time in our lives and I want to enjoy it instead of being stressed about all of the details (ie money matters, mostly).
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