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  • New House, Beginning Again

    August 22, 2019

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    December 9, 2017

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    December 7, 2017

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  • Garden Farewell, 2018

    January 5, 2019

  • Spring, 17

    May 24, 2017

  • Save the Honey Bees

    January 25, 2017

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  • April 18, (40 Months)

    April 23, 2019

  • December 18, Wallis 3 Years Old!

    January 2, 2019

  • November 18, Wallis (35 months)

    November 25, 2018

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Born in Kenya to missionary parents • An introvert that feels extroverted responsibilities • Small business owner turned marketing director • Amateur flower gardener and bee keeper • Animal lover with a bias for bulldogs • Old home renovator • Married to my best decision • Mother to my greatest accomplishment • hellotiffanyking@gmail.com

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New House, Beginning Again

August 22, 2019

April 18, (40 Months)

April 23, 2019

Garden Farewell, 2018

January 5, 2019

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  • We are finally out of my parents and in our new house! I am so grateful to my parents for letting us stay with them the last 5 months (we thought it would only be 3) but also, never again. We will be recovering from that for years 😅 - So as you know, after we were forced to sell our dream home, we were again backed into a corner due to a bad market, and had to buy one of those “production homes” which is an odd experience because you are technically building a house, but really have almost no control over anything. You pick a package which is based on price and you have to go with whatever is in that package. So I didn’t get to pick lighting, countertops, cabinets, flooring, paint, tile, etc...it was whatever came with our package. Which I found depressing and felt zero connection to this home. - HOWEVER, now that we have moved in we’ve already made some bigger changes that are really helping me feel more at home. We pulled up and donated all the carpet that the house came with, and put in real hardwood floors. We started wallpapering, painting the whites we prefer, and have even made a few lighting changes. There’s still quite a bit on our wish list to change, but even this progress has lifted my spirits! - We sold most of our furniture before moving, so there’s not much in the house but I thought it would be interesting to show you how the house comes vs. some of the changes we’ve made. This is a glimpse at Wallis’ new room, BEFORE/IN PROGRESS. She told me she wanted a pink and white room. I did my best to accommodate. 😉🌷🌷🌷 #newhousekg #toddlerbedroom #beforeandafter #kidsbedroom #kidsbedroomdecor #toddlersroom
  • Ever since we had to sell our beautiful home, I do this painful thing...I walk it in my mind. Especially with my current state of pregnancy insomnia, I find myself in the very early hours visiting each room...tracing over each detail...and if I really want to make my throat swell, I linger just long enough for a memory to unfold and close my eyes tightly, willing myself back to it. - The thing is about loss, it’s always lost. And one of the hardest lessons for me to learn is that there’s no limit to loss, and all the forms it takes. We’ve had a pretty hard last 3 years...lost our baby, lost our house, and even as we’re trying to regain our footing, another loss presented itself, one I’m not ready to process yet. - We are living in such dark times that you can actually feel the thump of loss beating against the atmosphere and yet, I’m still trying to outrun it, out think it. I anxiously look around for exists, for reassurance...but that’s not how this works. I hope I get there and if anyone needs it, I hope you do too. ❤️ #thisigrow #oldhouses #farmhouse #missingthisview #loss
  • Thank you to everyone for all of your lovely comments on my pregnancy announcement/gender reveal. - It’s hard for me to imagine Wallis even being this small, she was only 4 weeks old! I have to admit I’m pretty anxious about having another baby. 😬🙃 #rainbowbaby #wednesdayswithwallis #pregnancy
  • 🗣SOUND ON🗣 Somewhere over the rainbow indeed, as this rainbow baby has already taught me to believe in good things again. 🌈 I was not only heartbroken over our miscarriage, but I was also absolutely terrified to try for a second child, due to the horrific experience of having a natural miscarriage at 13 weeks and needing a blood transfusion....that combination of pain and fear became so consuming, that it took me nearly 2 yrs to want to try again, and even then, I panicked after 1 unprotected try (which I know is TMI) but God had other plans, and that try brought life again. I still can’t believe it, and I would be mortified if that sounded like any type of bragging, for it was meant as letting fear go and courage in, can sometimes bring the most unexpected joy. 🌈 I thought my Hyperemesis Gravidarum was bad with Wallis, but this baby was like, “nah girl” and I started vomiting 24/7 at 5 weeks...so it’s been an absolute miserable pregnancy with loads of anxiety BUT we’ve come this far, and I don’t want to fear the loss anymore because I’m just too damn GRATEFUL, so here we go...expected at the very end of September, a sister for Wallis. 💞💞💞💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 #wednesdayswithwallis #genderreveal #itsagirl #hyperemesisgravidarum #rainbowbaby #3yearsold
  • Ok last Easter spam but these just make me smile! - I have to admit, I struggle with the way my dad “gardens” - we do not look at gardening in the same way. Where I read countless articles on soil, my father says, “these rocks will do” 🤪 And when nothing grows that well, he blames every single possible thing but himself...or that horrific rocky soil. It’s painful for me, but he is as his garden, impenetrable. 😉🙄 #wednesdayswithwallis #livingwithmyparents #candidchildhood #easterfun #childhoodunplugged #threeyearsold
  • You’ll have to forgive me for a little Easter spam, but I haven’t taken any pics since we moved that I’m happy to have some of my wee boo again! 🐣 - Wallis’ dad accidentally threw away one of her art projects and she was so upset about it. But she made another one and before nap said, “now dada please do not throw my art away again, but if you do, please make it again before I wake, so I won’t know it happened.” 😂 Getting glimpses into her world of processing is truly a delight - I have no idea where this stuff comes from but she was v.serious. 💙 #wednesdayswithwallis #threeyearsold
  • I can remember distinctively as a child how sad it made me to grow older. My friends were eager to be older, even from a very young age...but not me. I wanted to keep playing, keep imagining that my swing was a horse, a wood pile a mountain, and my world famous mud-pies needed 6 bright red berries not 4. - I had a large lop-eared bunny named Skippy that I felt wanted to see the world, so I put a leash on her and she walked with me around the neighborhood. People called me “rabbit girl” and I never once questioned the oddity of such a sight. - There was a vacant old house in one of the neighborhoods I lived and I use to play on the porch of it with my neighbor friends pretending it was our home...but one day I was told it was dumb and they had moved on...but I hadn’t. The same happened with my toys, with my dress-up clothes, with my tape recorder that I taped made up happenings in the neighborhood on...and then of course went Halloween. I sobbed the night I got my period - all my girlfriends had called each other boasting...but I was sick over it, feeling what had been was now fading so quickly I couldn’t catch my breath. - So you can imagine the joy I feel in seeing Wallis live and pretend and whisper goodnight to her piggy. Childhood is so very rushed now...even this obsession towards princesses, Disney movies, and huge ice cream cones ...as though there are not years ahead for all of that, but as a 3 year old, not yet. I want Wallis to know only the simple things of nature and life. Huge puddles and curly haired dogs. Bruised knees and dancing from made up songs. Everything else can wait - because while there is joy in sharing all the things at once, there is frailty in the moving on long before they’re ready. At least to me, as long as she’ll have this time, I’ll be here in it with her. ♥️ #wednesdayswithwallis #childhoodunplugged #letthemplay #threeyearsold #candidchildhood
  • It has been so difficult for me to wrap my head around that in a few short weeks we will no longer live here. I keep trying to make myself distance my heart, face reality but I can’t seem to do it. - Our first home...we lost one of dogs to cancer here, we brought our first baby home here, and we poured ourselves into the cracks and success of this space and grew from it all, and around it all that to be not this house and not this life is an ending, rather than some new adventurous beginning. We are truly mourning this loss. - I know the reasons behind us selling have been kind of mysterious on here, but they are due to local issues, not personal, which makes it even harder to accept. This was not our choice, and as others have learned, so little is these days when it comes to government and greed. - We have searched and searched for a place to move, but have found nothing. We will be moving in with my parents until we do. We are so blessed that is even an option, as I think we’ll do some healing there and maybe even discover the clarity that is so lacking now through our blurred eyes and burned hopes. - A home is a privilege, and we have lived here as such...only memories now. 💔 #goodbyeoldthing #wewillmissyoualways
  • This was an outtake from our annual Christmas card but I really love it. Andrew turns 37 today 😱 I remember when my older brother turned 37 and I felt relief it wasn’t Andrew, ha! Too late...time is a jerk — but after being married 12 years to this goon, I can also say, time has been good to us. - We have experienced so many highs and lows together and sometimes all that living causes cracks and discontent but nothing heals a bad day like watching Andrew as a father. It gets him out of a lot of pinches (figuratively and literally) and I’m so damn grateful. Happy Birthday my love, thank you for being you, even if it means I’ll die first. 🎂🎂🎂🎂🥰🥰🥰 #wednesdayswithwallis #oldhouselove #farmhouse #farmhousechristmas #oldtrucks #fatherdaughter #fatheranddaughter #cameramama #flashesofdelight #candidchildhood
  • I don’t want to lie to you, this is her pooping window. Yep, just turned 3 but still refuses to poop in anything but a pull-up. She likes to tell me, “mama I poop in the potty when I’m a little bit bigger” and I nod and say, “ok love” because her poop her choice, I don’t mess with that and as long as she’s pooping I’m happy. Also, since she’s home with me 24/7 - I figure we have time. But also also, hopefully “a little bit bigger” doesn’t mean 4, ha! Mama is getting tired of pull-up 💩😅 #wednesdayswithwallis #thiswasallaboutpoop #sorry #3yearsold #flashesofdelight #cameramama
  • Another Christmas birthday down, this year, number 3. Wallis’ birthday was a disaster. Andrew accidentally threw away 99% of the birthday decorations (which I didn’t realize until Christmas morning), I made the banana ice cream party’s banana ice cream too soft, and broke down sobbing in the middle of everyone singing Happy Birthday. - Wallis...she didn’t notice a thing and had the best.time.ever. She was so light, so fun and truly magic to watch. I know, that’s all that matters. To love her, is to love the best of life. Here we go 3, piggy too. of course. 🍌🐷🥳 #wednesdayswithwallis #thisisthree #christmasbirthday #loveherso
  • We are still very much in limbo over here, but this #bestnine made me too happy not to share. What a wonderful life it is, despite despite despite. Thank you for all your sweet messages while I’ve been away, I will do my best to catch up, but until, Happy New Year and wishing you all the most in 2019 😘😘🥳 #thisigrow #bestnine2018 #happynewyear

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