Blogging is so important to me, I don't know how I let so much time, and so many precious memories go undocumented!
As I type, I am sitting in an amazing hotel (the Aria) in Vegas. BY MYSELF. With the most incredible view. Trevor has a work conference, so I came with him to celebrate our 4th anniversary and my birthday. Our flight left at 6am on Saturday, which meant we had to be up at 3:30. That was so lame, considering I am up so early to teach every morning, and on my day off I had to get up earlier than usual! My wonderful, amazing parents took the twins Friday night so we could go on this trip together. We got into Vegas early Saturday and have been having so much fun! We had so much fun exploring Vegas and walking the strip. We went to Madame Tussaude's, experienced the oxygen bars that are all over, and went to see Ka which was so good! Today, Monday, Trevor is in conferences all day long, so I'm on my own. It's been really nice to do my own thing. I'm never alone, so this is so refreshing! And it's giving me the time to get some blogging done. This has been the best birthday weekend ever! And to know my little Stinks are having so much fun with their grandparents and cousins and aunts and uncles makes it all so wonderful.
We have been wanting to move basically since we had the twins. I was so out of it when we bought the house, I literally remember almost nothing about the experience. All I remember is being in the back of the realtor's car having the most awful heartburn, thinking I was going to die. And going to see houses and smells setting me off and nearly throwing up and having to wait outside. It was a pretty awful experience. Our house only has 1 bedroom upstairs, the master, so when we had the twins they were in the living room for about 6 months. Then in our closet for another 6. Putting them downstairs was so hard! I hate them down there. I worry so much about them down there on their own. In the case of any type of emergency, it causes my great anxiety having them alone in the basement. Not to mention in the instances of illness, having them down in the basement is a logistical nightmare. I stopped hanging things on the walls over a year ago because we knew we wanted to move. We casually looked for over a year. Then we got serious and it took us 2 agonizing months to get our new house. The whole process was so brutal. We moved into our new house on Saturday, July 1 2017. On our anniversary. It sure didn't make for a romantic or relaxing anniversary, but seems fitting to mark our 4th anniversary moving. We are hoping we love this house and the neighborhood. Moving is so nerve wracking. Will we like the house? Will we like the neighbors, the neighborhood? We are hopeful this will be a fun, great change for our family. We have 3 bedrooms upstairs, which is exactly what we needed. Moving has been very emotional for the twins, specifically Savannah. She has had such a hard time processing moving. When we would talk about moving, she would get upset and yell "I don't want to move!" She would finally concede we could move, but only if the house was pink. She's so funny! She had a really hard day the day we moved, and every day since. She hasn't quite adjusted yet. We hadn't even moved a week and then Trev and I left to come on this trip. The timing was so bad, but we had no control over when we found/bought a new house, nor over his work conference being this weekend. I hope once we get home we can settle in and Savannah can start to feel safe and like she has a home again.
This house buying process has been the absolute worst! Right now the housing market in Utah is the pits. Not enough houses for demand, so every house we saw there was a huge fight over it, and the price was always pushed up way over asking. It was brutal. We offered on 7 houses before getting one. We had an offer verbally accepted on a house we were really excited about, and then right before they signed the papers they changed their minds and went with a different offer. So messed up! Then we had a house in Farmington we were really excited about, and they accepted our offer. Then due to our closing date, it would have made it so they couldn't close on their house and it turned into this huge thing and they asked us to back out of the contract so they could accept another offer that could closer faster, which we did. I had to look at the houses on the market all day and once a new was posted, we had to see it asap and offer immediately if we wanted any chance of getting it. Which means I had to go house hunting every morning by myself, with the twins. It was so hard! We had lots of injuries - including Oliver's tooth incident which I'll write a post about.
Then we sold our house, and the people backed out so we had to put it back up for sell. That was so stressful ( we were under contract at this point so if the sell hadn't gone through we would have lost the house we were buying). Luckily we were able to sell it again. That whole time was so stressful for me, hoping that the sell would go through and those people wouldn't back out as well!
Then we finally got into the house, and the people we bought from didn't clean their house at all. And, they had never deep cleaned. It was sooooo dirty. And they had 2 dogs, so there is dog hair in the carpet I can't get out. Plus there is pee in the basement. The window sills, bathrooms, vents, walls - all of it beyond nasty. They never cleaned anything. I don't know how people live like that. They surface cleaned, so the house always looked pristine. But once all their stuff was out - they had clearly never cleaned anything! It took me 2 hours to deep clean the bathroom. There is so much to do. So we had to move in on top of their mess, unfortunately. They left at least a months worth of 2 dogs' poop in the backyard. Who does that!? Soooo wrong.
We are excited to get everything clean, organized and feel like our home.
Saavannah has reverted back to being a baby in many ways, as she has been struggling with moving. She's wanted to drink bottles, even more obsessed with her blankie and thumb, wanting to be called a baby and doing baby talk. Here she is in a baby seat, pretending to be a baby. So funny story, she's been wanting bottles and it has been a really emotional ordeal every day I tell her no. So on a Saturday, she was crying asking for a bottle and Trevor said "Nani, the Bergens ate your bottles!" And she accepted it 100% and she hasn't asked for a bottle since! Hahaha (The twins LOVE Trolls. That is where the Bergens are from).
Last night in our home!!!
