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  • New House, Beginning Again

    August 22, 2019

  • Refresh, Garage Part 2

    December 9, 2017

  • Painted, Exterior Part 2

    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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  • Today, 13 years loving you. 13 years of gratitude and looking around the room for you. 13 years of projects, joy and sadness, but 13 spent coming through it all with you. We must have done something good. ❤️ #happyanniversary #13years
  • I did something out of character for me, but it was time I finally valued myself enough to do it. - I quit my freelance career for good. I have been doing freelance for nearly 10 years. I started it after finding myself in a spot having sold my first business. - I never planned to do it this long, but got trapped in the changes of life that were happening more rapidly then I could switch career paths. - The thing about freelance work, and I have seen many others in my position talk about this too, you are pretty much invisible, and the expectations put on you are much greater than those put on full-time employees. - There’s an attitude that you’re lucky to have the job, and you better be worth the money. - Most freelancers are multitaskers that bring a variety of skills to their jobs...but they’re not allowed to take credit for any advancements they create for the business they’re working for, BUT are expected to have all the answers if an issue arises for that business. - It’s a very anxious career where you feel your value is tied to how much you can do and how available you are, so you’re always available, always trying to know all the answers, no vacations or days off, you don’t want to be replaced! - It’s also the only career where you have to constantly remind your employer to actually pay you. - Since it’s a remote career, you feel more like a robot than a human being, most of the reason I even have this Instagram account is to remind my employers that I’m a human being. - Of course, there are great aspects to being a freelancer, I got to work and take care of Wallis, which has been the most insane experience, but one I was so grateful to have. - But something happened recently that I couldn’t talk myself out of, I couldn’t push myself to accept that this is how I should be treated, maybe it’s the postpartum hormones, but I was done. Done feeling less than, and overlooked. - I have no idea what will happen next, and of course we’re not at all financially prepared for me to quit, so I’ve had some major freak out moments, but for now...I’m just going to be an exhausted mom with dirty hair, chubby face, and gratitude for this life. ❤️
  • Before Loris was born I had read (on someone’s IG post, already a bad start) that when their second child was born they really gave themselves time to heal and stayed in bed with the baby for 2 weeks. - I thought that sounded amazing and told Andrew I wanted to do that, plus one of those huge cookies from the mall kids use to get for their birthdays in the 80s/90s. - Well bad news, I haven’t sat down (except to pump)once, I’m living off of 45 mins of sleep in 3 days due to Loris loving to stay up all night|/sleep all day and worst of all, there’s no cookie the size of my head anywhere! 😩 - I had such a long labor and then I pushed for 2 hours that I really messed my body up, so technically I should be laying down but how? Andrew and I are both at capacity...though I have to say when so much goes wrong, you really do find peace in just letting go. - I am not nearly as depressed or manic as I was the first time around. Even with breastfeeding (which is not going well) I’ve been letting it go as it should and pumping my way through. Which has actually given me that one on one time with Loris that I craved with Wallis, but was a bit too caught up in getting all the new baby stuff right. I guess the blessing of the “been here before.” - There’s quite a bit of unfortunate issues in my immediate family right now, so I am celebrating and mourning at the same time. I have felt like a buoy trying to anchor myself to what was for months now...but this morning, I looked up to see my newly family of four sitting on the bed and realized here is my anchor, here lies my greatest joy, and love, and damn if that’s not worth 45 minutes of sleep. I am so deeply grateful for this new chapter and the place I am in this life right now. 🥰 #ladyloris #3daysold #newborn #exhaustedbuthappy
  • And just like that, with the light of October....our new little girl, Loris arrived. Weighing 8 pounds 14 oz 💪 - Two girls now, one born on my favorite holiday and another, my favorite season...what other secrets did my womb give up? 😉 #shesfinallyhere #ladyloris #2daysold #newborn
  • Our baby girl’s room, kind of like the rest of our house, is pretty bare. But given that it took — putting in hardwood floors, repainting everything, custom shades, a new light, and wallpaper to even get here...I feel pretty good about where it’s at. Swipe to see the BEFORE. 💙 Wallis makes me laugh, because she’s been apart of all the changes we’ve made to the house and seeing it before...she keeps entering all the rooms saying, “you’re doing something real different here mama, and I love it” Ha! Who is this kid? #babyroom #babiesroom #beforeandafterinteriors
  • 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. 😉🌷🌷🌷 ##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

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