One of the area’s that we really did quite like when we viewed the new house was the kitchen. We love to cook and entertain and we liked the look and “country” feel of the kitchen. We felt it was a good fit to our thatch house. When we planned the renovation, the kitchen was not supposed to be part of the equation.
But then we moved into the house. I constantly was saying to Cliff “something smells in this kitchen” (he thought I was going nuts but humoured his pregnant wife and changed the dustbin bag more often than not) and when unpacking our boxes we realised that the current cupboards were hugely inadequate for our requirements. Also the little “island” thingimebob that stuck out was a hazard cos Kade kept bumping his head on it when running into the kitchen or riding his bike in the area.
So a very thorough re-work of the budget and some extra money borrowed meant that the kitchen was going to be re-done as well. I am so glad that we did. When we stripped the old kitchen out, we found two mice nests complete with dead mice (um funky smell anyone?) and also found the back of the cupboards completely rotting thanks to damp coming through the wall from the kids bathroom.
Our kitchen is now amazing if I have to stay so myself. It looks way bigger than before (even though it is the exact same space just properly planned and used now) and I love, love, love my granite tops! I also love our feature wall in the kitchen. I am nuts about greens/blues and ADORE my mosaic tiles on this wall.
We viewed our house twice before putting an offer in for it. Both viewings were done at twilight (after work on our way home to our then house) and granted many flaws can be covered by subtle lighting, but the one thing we knew right from the start was that the bathrooms HAD TO GO. They were small and super dark and danky. To add insult in injury the main bathroom was a “wet room”. No offense to anyone who loves a wet room bathroom but it just wasn’t for us. The water that goes EVERYWHERE. The MESS. No. Just no.
The baths and basins were also just not to our taste. They were clearly very old fashioned.
So we broke the walls down between the two bathrooms and decided to use the space where our so called cupboards/dressing room was to extend the space in both bathrooms.
We also had to put ceilings in cos the old bathrooms didn’t have any. So when you showered the person sitting in the loft TV lounge upstairs could smell your shampoo drifting thru the floorboards. Delightful! Also the wet room thing – it made the main bathroom SEVERELY damp! A fact we only noticed once we have moved in. So that needed to be fixed as well.
We went with neutral tiles and dark finishes on the basins. We really love our bathrooms now! Much better light and a way more hygienic space to get clean in.
The second bathroom is pretty much the same as the main bathroom just with a smaller basin
I cannot believe that we’re already a week into the new year. There used to be a time where the first few days of the year used to take their time and we were able to kind of ease into life in a new year. You know doing things like saying “next year we going to…” and then going “oh I mean this year…” and getting used to the fact that you now had to date things one year older when you dated them.
It’s not like that anymore. Life just keeps carrying on and it doesn’t seem to lose traction, not for one millisecond. That’s how I find myself a week into the new year with a host of posts that were supposed to have been completed by now and hundreds of posts unread in my feedly reader. There is still so much to do to prepare for the birth of my daughter (wow, how amazing does that sound?) and life still has to carry on around all the preparations and plans and “stuff”.
Perhaps I need to decompress and put a bit of closure to 2013. I have heard so many people say that 2013 was a crap year. One of the hardest they’ve gone through. Filled with challenges. Filled with angst, fear, hopelessness and so on and so forth. I don’t know if it is just me but I have found that as I’ve gotten older I’ve realised that every year of my life is filled with both good and bad. With victory and challenge. With hard and easy times. 2013 was no different for me. There was a LOT that happened during the course of the year, but I can honestly say that overall the good outweighed the bad and that in my mind made it a year worth living. I never thought we’d get thru the fact that Kade had a broken femur, but we did and his leg is healed beautifully and has no signs that it was ever broken. I never thought I’d have to experience a miscarriage of a naturally conceived pregnancy but I did. Not only did I experience that and get through it, I also was blessed with another incredible miracle who is soon to join our little family.
My child started school – twice due to the aforementioned broken femur, and found the adjustment difficult. Most mornings were filled with angst and trepidation on my part as we neared drop off time. I often posted guilty angst ridden tweets as my child cried, screamed and cotched his way through his transition to school. BUT the fact that he was happy at collection time and was literally exploding with all he was learning was enough to get me through most mornings. He battled the first year of school always sick syndrome. We had another hospitalization and way too many doctors visits and became too familiar with our nebuliser. BUT we ended the year with a child happy (if a bit tearful some mornings) to be a school discovering new things and in good health.
We moved house. Then we moved into a one room cottage for three months to demolish said house and make it our own. Renovations are not for sissies. And word to the wise, if you are going to renovate try not do it while growing another human being. The added hormones are not good for an already stressful time. Just saying.
2013 was a mixed bag of a year. I am looking forward to what 2014 will bring us. I know it won’t all be sunshine and roses. That there will be tough times, challenges and things we wouldn’t choose to face. But I know that as long as we face them together as a family and keep our focus on where our strength truly comes from (God) we will be ok. We will be more than ok actually. We will have another overall victorious year.
Here’s to 2014! May yours be everything you hope and wish for.
When we moved into the house we had the most amazing Jacaranda tree’s that grew in our front garden. They shielded the house from the road view and were just WOW. BUT. They were massive and they were a big part of the reason why our normally dark thatch house was SO bloody dark inside. Our front garden also got hardly any sun at all and was mostly always in a shroud of shadows.
We also had a huge tree on the side of our house which again blocked any light and made the garden and house DARK.
So our first act of “renovation” was to trim the side tree substantially. To trim the one Jacaranda tree on the far side of our drive way in half and to completely cut the massive Jacaranda in front of our house down.
The change was HUGE and made a huge impact to the level of light we got inside the house immediately.
With the extensions we planned the face of the house was also changed immensely. Before it looked quite quaint, “cottagey” and slightly old fashioned.
When our architect initially told us about the plans for the extension I didn’t think it would look nice cos I didn’t really understand what he meant about having the thatch hang into the flat roof of the extension but I made a decision to just trust him and go with his recommendations. He is the professional after all
I love how the front of our house looks now. I think it’s an awesome blend of modern and quaint and reflects us as a family. Slightly traditional with a twist of modern mixed in!
If you follow me on twitter you will know that we’ve just recently moved back into our house after 3 and a half months of renovation work. Honestly, I think if the renovations had gone on for one day longer I would be typing this from my padded cell and not from the “comfort” of my office chair.
At first we thought that we would have been able to live in the house whilst the renovations were being done… FOOLS! We were fools, I really take my hat off to anyone that can live in their house whilst doing major renovations. THE DUST!!! OMG, THE DUST!!!! Thankfully we have a one-roomed cottage on top of our double garage so not long after the foundations for the extensions were dug we moved lock stock and barrel into the cottage to give the builders carte blanche in our home. When I think now that there is literally only one room in our house that we did not amend/renovate I really don’t know how I could have been so dumb to think we could live in the HOUSE while all the work was being done. Anyway nuff said bout my self stupidity on that matter!
Renovating one’s house is much like going through infertility or entering parenthood for the first time. People *try* to tell you how hard/stressful/annoying/soul-destroying it can be, but until you actually go through it on your own you never quite grasp the magnitude of just how hard/stressful/annoying/soul-destroying it can be. Add to this a healthy dose of pregnancy hormones and a toddler who figured out how to push boundaries and you will have a vague idea of what it’s been like for us. We had a few toddler meltdowns of EPIC proportions, a few adult meltdowns of SUPER EPIC proportions but in the end we got through it.
And I just have to say the house and the SPACE is just divine! I am so happy with how it’s all worked out and the changes we made have totally lived up to the potential we saw in the house when we decided to put in that offer. Because if I’m honest the way the house was before? It kinda sucked. Being thatch it was DARK. It was small (as old thatch houses are wont to be) but it was just right for us… once we’d seen through the nasty and could imagine the bright, open, light space that we now live in.
I loved our property when we bought it. But now I also LOVE our house!
I’ve been rather silent. There has been a lot going on in our lives and it’s been all go, go, go with seemingly no end in sight.
So what has been going on?
We had to wait until our 20 week scan for the big gender reveal. We were both quite pleasantly surprised to hear that we were expecting a baby girl. Reason for this surprise is quite simple – there are very few girl children in the Young family lineage. I had really just assumed that with the Young gene pool history that our second miracle would be a boy. It was initially quite an adjustment for me to think about this baby being a girl but now that I’ve wrapped my head around it I’m really chuffed to be getting a daughter.
There have been many visits to bathroom and tiling stores. Meetings with our architect and many quotes obtained on everything from builders to tilers to tiles to plumbers to electricians to toilets to staircases and so on and so forth. We’ve officially entered into the mayhem that is pretty much an entire household renovation and it’s certainly been… interesting. We are learning a LOT about building and going with the flow that is living on a construction zone and not sweating to much about just how DIRTY and DUSTY EVERYTHING is ;) Moving all of us in to our cottage and storing 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms and 1 kitchen’s worth of STUFF in one cottage and a double garage has also been challenging. Finding that STUFF again when you figure out you actually need it is… lets just say fun. (I’m lying) We’ve had to amend bed time routines, and microwave meals lose their appeal REALLY quickly when you’re eating them every night. I am going to say that my child impresses me every day with his ability to adjust to change in his life. He’s taken this renovation in his stride. He teaches me everyday to let go and allow life to happen.
There’s some things on my mind that I need to get out but that’s for another day.
So yes, life is busy and there is a lot going on, but all in a very, very good way!
Let me start by saying that all is well with our little goggo. Thank God. I cannot tell you the sense of relief I felt once we got into the scan room and the gel was squirted on my belly and up popped the image of our baby’s perfect little hand MOVING around…
When we saw our little bubs heart beating away, i literally breathed the biggest sigh of relief! Baby is lying very low in my pelvis which would account for the fact that I’m not showing as much as I did with Kade. Fact is goggo is very much alive and weighs a healthy 124 grams.
Little goggo would not reveal its goods to us, so we’re still none the wiser as to goggo’s sex but I’m just happy that s/he is alive and well.
thank you to everyone who prayed for me and the goggo while I had the major crazies going on in my head. It was so appreciated.