I enjoyed Amanda’s candor all the way through her interview, but when I read her answer to the final question…well…I adored her. I know what it feels like to put yourself truthfully out there for all the world to see, and I also know it’s not an easy task. It’s funny, isn’t it? Sharing our truths sounds like the most genuine, most effortless thing to do. But it really is difficult.
So beyond all the pretty scenes in Amanda’s home, I really hope you enjoy the gorgeous beauty that is her honesty. Friends, please welcome Amanda!
Q: We can’t wait to meet you!
A: My name is Amanda, and I share my home with my husband, Chris; our two kids, Quinn and Bennett; our two dogs, Vinnie and Cocoa; and soon to be Strong installment number three – name to be decided!
My daughter, if we are at home, is rarely wearing clothes. She’s even earned her own hashtag among my Instagram friends of #nakedjaybird. And, even though she’d prefer to be running around in underwear, she does love to put together her outfits for leaving the house. Her unofficial motto for dressing is “more is more.” The girl LOVES an accessory…or 15. She’s also shown a creative streak in the last few months with her drawings and coloring pages, which makes me wonder if we aren’t raising another little designer in this house!
My son is obsessed with cars, trucks, planes – if it has wheels and moves, he’s into it. At all times he has at least two cars on his person and takes a whole gang of vehicles to bed. He lines them up along the ledge of his day bed and collects them every morning to bring downstairs to breakfast. He is such a loving, affectionate kid. he has been known to tell my girlfriends, “I love you” and is generous with his hugs and kisses.
I am constantly scheming up the next big home project to work on. I joke about having to move once we’re done in this house because I won’t have anything new to do. It’s either that or just start all over again! I also love to craft, so I have to throw in those projects in between home stuff since we don’t have the budget or time to be constantly doing things at home. And, while I like a plan for the projects we take on, I also have a bad habit of just jumping into things, not knowing what I’m doing and figuring it out as we go along.
With our board and batten wall, I just came home one day and popped the existing base board off the wall so that we had no other choice than to start putting up the new boards. I promised my husband, “Oh, we can totally finish this this weekend.” It took about a month, as we aren’t the fastest workers.
My husband is extremely patient with me and always willing to go along with whatever idea I’ve cooked up. I don’t know if this is a quirky tidbit about him or just a trait for which I am eternally grateful. You have to have one person to go along with crazy schemes in every relationship, right? His nickname is The Robot, and because of that, he has amassed quite the collection of robot figurines over the years. Unfortunately, his enthusiasm for collecting them and dusting them are not the same.
Q: How did you find your home?
A: Oh, Lord. Our old house had been on the market for a year when it finally sold. Never ever EVER buy a home in the Midwest that does not have a basement. We had been waiting so long and didn’t expect to sell, so we weren’t looking for a new home. When we finally sold, though, we were scrambling to find THE house because our buyers wanted to close in 30 days. I was also 32 weeks pregnant with our son, so I was pretty determined!
The home we purchased was actually one of the first ones we looked at, and I remember thinking it was definitely a home we could grown into and located in a great neighborhood, but we wrote it off because it wasn’t in the part of town where we wanted to live.
We looked at so many houses over the next few weeks, and even explored the option of building, but for various reasons, none of those options worked out. W would find a few that we really liked, but they just didn’t work out.
Upon closing our own home, we moved out the last of our items and in with my parents. As my due date approached, I was searching the MLS and noticed that the owners of our house had dropped the price considerably since we first saw it and it was well under what other homes in the neighborhood selling for. When my husband came home from work that night and we started to talk about it, this house met all of our major wants and needs. It wasn’t in our dream neighborhood, but we were willing to forego that want in favor of the other things. I was also pretty eager to be settled when baby arrived, so hormones probably played a big part in my push to buy as well.
Prices in our area vary, but overall Cincinnati is a super affordable city. Homes in our neighborhood are selling for $100k more than what we paid – YAY! – so we’re very happy in our investment here. You can buy a nice home (three bedrooms two and a half baths) in our suburb for as low as $130,000, or you can go up to around $500,000 which would offer more custom features, four to five bedrooms, high-end fixtures and finishes, etc.) The majority of homes are very traditional in design unless you buy in one of the older/historic parts of town, where you can find homes that are a little more unique or with more character.
Q: What makes you love Cincinnati?
A: For our family, we first love Cincinnati because most all of our immediate family is here. Growing up, our closest relatives lived two hours away. So we saw them semi-regularly but mostly at holidays or family events.Since my husband and I started our family, I see how awesome it is to be in the same city as our families. We are so fortunate that the grandmas help out and watch the kids for us a few days a week so that I can have some kid-free time to work on client projects for my design business. They have grandpas who can stop by on the first day of school or in the evenings to visit, aunties and uncles who pick them up on a Saturday or Sunday and take them to the park…they are so fortunate to get to build these close relationships with their family, and I am so thankful for that because I never had that growing up.
Cincinnati is also a great place to raise a family. It’s a mid-sized city with a small town vibe. A lot of people, if they grow up here, stick around and start their adult lives and families here, too. When you meet someone new from the area, the first question is always “Where did you go to high school?” Everyone is so connected.
Over the last five years, the city has also been having a huge renaissance of sorts downtown; areas that were previously the kind where you might feel the urge to roll up your windows and lock the doors if you had to drive through are now coming back to life after such a long period of being closed off. We now have some amazing restaurants and opportunities for entertainment, as well as great shopping, beautiful parks, a wonderful zoo, and museums. We are never short on things to do here!
Q: You mentioned you’re just getting started making your house your own – it looks great! – and I’m curious about how you added your personalities first? What was important to you to change or decorate right away?
A: Since I was very pregnant when we moved in, there wasn’t a ton that I could do to start making the house ours, so I picked the things that I couldn’t get past and made sure we knocked those out right away.
The house was built in the mid 90s, and the previous owners had done zero decorating or updating, so we really had a blank canvas. The entire home, with the exception of the bedrooms, had been painted in gold color satin finish paint. Since I couldn’t paint, I hired painters to paint the rooms we would use right away: foyer, family room, kitchen, bathrooms, the master bedroom, and our daughter’s room.
There was a good amount of wallpaper and borders in the home, too, so I had them go ahead and remove those even if we weren’t painting, so that I wouldn’t have to do it later. We also changed out all of the gold hardware on all of the cabinets right away, and replaced the gold chandelier in the foyer and the gold fixture over the kitchen table.
I wanted to have the house unpacked before our son was born, and my biggest design goal was to finish our daughter’s room, which we managed to do that the weekend before our son arrived!
We have been in our house three years and every few months since, we have picked a room or something that we want to fix or change, and then plug away at that until it’s finished. It’s been a process, for sure, but I really love making this house ours and adding in the little details and touches that reflect our family and our design aesthetic.
Our friends and family have definitely taken notice. Every room now has been painted, we have replaced almost all of the flooring in the house, changed out or had wiring installed to add light fixtures in most every room, painted all of our kitchen cabinets white and our island blue, added a granite top to our island, added board and batten, changed out blinds, ripped out 98% of the landscaping and planted new, installed a new sink in our powder room, gave our master bath and kids bath facelifts…we have learned a lot with this house, and it has been fun to get to try new things
Q: What has been your best DIY so far? What has been the most frustrating project? And if you had all the time, skill, and money in the world, what would you do to change this house to better meet your family’s specific needs?
A: The best has definitely been painting the kitchen cabinets. They were a yellow oak color the same as the floor, and I first tried toning them down by putting a cool white paint in the kitchen. That helped, but it was still a lot of yellow. Also, the colors in our house trended more on the cool side, so it was definitely an eyesore.
In our previous house, we did a major renovation on the kitchen and it was lovely, but we did not make any of that money back when we sold because the market was so bad. This time, I decided that, rather than spend a ton of money on new cabinets, our existing ones were just fine. I could give them a face-lift painting them. It has made a huge difference. Visually, it makes the space seem a lot larger than when they were wood.
This was also the most frustrating project! The process is very labor intensive, and I tend to like projects that are quickly finished. Each section had to be cleaned and required four coats of primer, which then required 24-48 hours of dry time per coat, depending on the weather/humidity, and then four coats of paint and another 24-48 hours of dry time per coat. There were definitely times when I thought this project would never end!
If I had unlimited funds, time, and skill I would bump out the back of our house to make our kitchen and family rooms larger. We spend almost all of our time in those two rooms, and I would love to have some more space. A larger pantry would be nice, as well, and more cabinet and counter space. I love hosting our families in our home, so just having some more room for everyone to spread out would be lovely.
Q: How has your aesthetic changed since having kids? Have they relaxed your style, or prompted you to hold tight to it?
A: My tastes have changed, but I don’t know if it is a result of having kids or just getting older! When we bought our first home, I wanted all of the colors! I wanted really strong colors and a lot of red, and gravitated toward furnishings that were chunky, darker woods, with somewhat of an early American style. After our daughter was born, I started to lean more towards softer colors, neutrals, and a more streamlined design.
I’m definitely not the type to not buy or decorate with certain things that I want in my home because I have kids. I have had friends comment on how I have a lot of breakable things on my tables or at kid height, or how their own kids’ rooms look institutional because they are afraid their kids will destroy things. Every family and every kid is different, but for our family, I wanted my kids to grow up used to having those things around so they were used to it because not every home or place they visit will be free of glass vases or decorative items.
So far, we haven’t had any major incidences with things getting broken or damaged. It’s good because I know I can send them to friends’ and our family’s homes, and not have to worry about them if their homes aren’t kid-proofed.
Q: How are you preparing your home – and family – for your latest project due in November?
A: I’m the resident wall painter, so there were a handful of things we did between November and February knowing we would be trying to conceive in early March. I finished painting our kitchen cabinets, our formal living room, repainted and stenciled our half bath, transitioned our daughter from her old room to her current room, etc. We finished our dining room, got new flooring on our stairs and in our office/formal living room, and dining room. This winter was a big one for us to get stuff done!
We also recently gave the kids’ bath a facelift. And, of course, I keep finding little ways to tweak things here and there. Our family room was feeling off to me, so I stripped it bare and let it rest a few days. In doing so, I realized that my sofa tables were too dark, my accessories on the tables needing editing and re-styling, and that my blue walls needed some retouching. Since I can’t use primer and latex paint – my usual go-to for painting furniture – I did some research and found that I could safely use Annie Sloan Chalk Paint. I had always wanted to try it, and so I ordered two colors so that I could give the table a distressed look, and went to town!
I was so pleased with how easy it was – no sanding, no priming, just clean your surface and go! – and loved the colors I had chosen, that I decided one Friday afternoon that I should put a coat on our banister in the foyer! I had been planning to paint it but wasn’t sure what color I should use or how I would do it. Lo and behold, it looks awesome now and so much better with our gray patterned carpet going up the stairs.
Baby won’t go into his own room until around six or seven months, but I have been prepping the room here and there. My girlfriend offered to paint the room for me as a baby gift and since that’s been finished, I went in and hung my curtains, put up a few pictures, and arranged what furniture I do have in there. I have a plan drawn up of how I want to put furniture, and while I doubt the room will be finished by November, having a plan definitely satisfies my urge to decorate!
For our kids, we have been working on age appropriate tasks. They each have their own set of chores that they do daily to earn money each week, which has been going well. I have been working to encourage independence in certain areas, realizing that being able to do simple tasks without my help will save time on crazy mornings getting out to preschool or just if my hands are busy with baby. Those little things like getting their own drink, and putting on their own shoes and coats can be game changers!
Q: What do you hope your kids remember about this childhood home and you as their mom? And what do you hope they forget?!
A: I hope they remember this home as a fun place to live and grow up. That it was a home where they could feel comfortable and safe. Where they have their own special spaces to be creative and play.
I hope they remember me as a mom who wasn’t uptight about messes or if things got broken or scuffed. That’s been a huge thing for me to learn to live and be okay with the mess of life that naturally comes with kids. I hope they remember how I decorate for the holidays just for them to try to make them special, and create and keep traditions.
I hope they forget how the house looks like a bomb went off when my client work gets crazy. Or how many consecutive episodes of their favorite shows I will allow if I am under a tight deadline and it isn’t a school day or there isn’t a grandma to pinch-hit for me while I work!
Q: What has been your favorite part about living with your own kids? What surprised you the most about being a mom?
A: Hands down, I love all holidays and birthdays. I have had so much fun choosing which family traditions to continue from our own childhoods and what new ones we want to add to our own family history.
The most surprising thing about being a mom is how big the love is. It is the biggest, hardest, messiest, most wonderful love I have ever had in my life. From day one of finding out we were expecting and falling madly in love with this little being and then watching them grow and change each day – some days it can be maddening and you’re just counting down the minutes to nap time or bed time, but you can’t remember life without them nor would you even want to imagine it…because life with your children is a million times more full than what I ever imagined it to be.
Q: Please finish the sentence: I wish someone had told me…
A: This question has been the one holding me up on sending this interview back, but I keep coming back to the same thing so I’m guessing this is what I’m called to write about!
I wish someone had told me about the crushing anxiety.
I am very much a person who likes to be in control of a situation. When you have kids, that sense of controlling anything flies out the window the moment you find our you’re expecting! Parenting lesson one: YOU ARE NOT IN CONTROL!
For the most part, since becoming a parent, I have been able to manage the little anxiety attacks that have crept up from time to time. For some reason, when my kids get sick my brain automatically goes to the worst case scenario – DEATH! – but I have always been able to listen to the rational side of my brain and can nip those thoughts quickly.
Last November, however, we lost a son at 18 weeks gestation to anencephaly. Up until that point, my pregnancy was completely textbook, and it wasn’t until our first ultrasound that we discovered he had the fatal neural tube defect.
You try your best to do everything right. You eat healthy and exercise and attend all prenatal appointments…but sometimes, things just don’t fall into place as you expect them to. Needless to say, getting his diagnosis threw us into a tailspin. From there, my anxiety attacks escalated. If I couldn’t protect and save this baby who wasn’t even on the outside, how in the world could I protect my older children? My husband? Myself?
I had to log off of Facebook for a few months because it felt like every post in my newsfeed was about someone’s child with cancer, which led to middle of the night thoughts like “Do my kids have cancer I don’t know about?” On the eve of my husband’s birthday in December, we laid in bed watching TV and I remember the thoughts creeping in; he was turning a year older…what if he dies before I do? I knew that none of these things were likely to happen but I had no control to stop them if they did.
In February, we discovered that we had mice in our home. Of course, I started Googling every possible thing I could find from getting rid of them to the diseases they carry and every worst case scenario that could come from the situation. WE WERE ALL GOING TO DIE OF HANTA VIRUS! It got to the point where the sun would set in the evening and I would start to panic and my heart would race, and I would usually end in tears at the thought of a mouse coming up from the basement and into our main living space. I wouldn’t let the kids go downstairs to play even though all of their toys were down there, for fear that they would get sick.
I think it was the mice that made me realize that what had gone from infrequent anxiety that I could easy manage had gotten way out of control. I needed to find a way to get myself in check. I was getting better at dealing better with the grief over losing our son and so I started exercising more regularly again, which has always helped me in the past, and being more open with friends and family. I found talking through my fears, even if I knew they were ridiculous, helped a lot. And, more recently I started to try meditation, which has been a HUGE help, especially with this pregnancy. I have spent so much time this pregnancy worried that something was wrong or going to go wrong. It’s been helpful to have another tool to help me quiet my mind when things start to go awry.
As a parent, the love for your children is consuming. You struggle to remember life before them and cannot imagine life without them. I would do absolutely anything for my kids, and the thought of something happening to them is terrifying. It’s that awesome love, I think, that may make me go a little hyper vigilant sometimes. I grew up with a mother who had anxiety and worried over the same things I find myself worrying about now…and I know how that has affected me, so I don’t want to affect my kids with my own worries.
Oh, Amanda. Thank you for sharing your honest experience with us. Do you even know how many readers you just reassured that the way they’re feeling right now is a feeling shared by others? Do you even know the collective sighs of relief that are probably happening because of you? I do know. And I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart.
For those of you who experience the same crushing anxiety, how do you cope? Is exercise enough? Does meditation quiet your storm? Solutions, great and small, are always welcome here!
P.S. – Are you interested in sharing your own home with us? Just send me a note! It’s a lot of fun…I promise! Take a peek at all the homes in my Living With Kids series here.
31 thoughts on “Living With Kids: Amanda Strong”
Your honesty hit close to home on so many levels. I have had a very similar situation, it is so comforting to know others have made it through the other side. Thank you. And sending you much love to your family and new addition-
Thank you for sharing and so sorry for your loss. I not have teenagers who are driving… and i thought i worried before! I am constantly thinking of the worst case scenario…that there has been a terrible car crash and they are…i don’t even want to type it. I know it may not be for everyone, but i pray and pray and then pray again….helps me get through it.
Such honesty and courage to share your story – thank you, it’s really touched me. And what a lovely home.
I don’t often comment, but I loved Amanda’s interview. Loved the last two questions the most. Truth! Crushing anxiety? Perfect description. Thanks for your words and honesty. And thank you, Gabrielle for these home tours! I love them!
Beautiful home! Thanks for sharing your story. I can identify with what you said about anxiety – we lost a baby a bit earlier in pregnancy and I certainly have struggled with fear after that. I found it comforting to be able to focus on what I know to be true. I hope that living a real example can show my children their own trials as they come across them in life.
Love the navy blue dining room and “love” letters. I’ve seen them in a bedrooms before and I think it’s awesome to bring that love on out to public spaces.
I have an anxiety disorder that I have struggled with most of my life (although as a child and young adult I did not have a name for it) and, naturally, my symptoms got much worse when I became a mother. After too many years of bearing it I finally feel I am getting relief and repairing the parts of my life and relationships anxiety has damaged. It’s hard work. Here’s what works for me in rough order of importance:
Refusal to compare myself to others
Appreciation of my progress.
But, still, I freak out a little when my kids get sick =)
Jenny- what a wonderful list of the ways you are taking care of yourself. I too am working on that same list (you said it beautifully) and it is my first priority right now. My bipolar meds stopped working (thank you peri menopause and hormone fluctuations) and I needed to tweak my meds and do everything else on that list too. Circumstances can add so much stress and tax my reserves. Glad you are doing well taking care of yourself. You are not alone.
I kid you not, about half way through your interview I thought… Hmmmm, could she be in Cincinnati. We just recently moved here (well, moved back, but this time for good) and I’ve been feeling up and down about being back. It’s nice to see other families who call this city home and embrace it and love it as well. I do think Cincinnati is a hidden gem, but unlike you we’re not from here and sometimes it feels very strange to have chosen this place to be our home. Also, I have been thinking about painting a armoire cream with a bright marigold yellow on the inside…so I think you sold me on it. Your home is lovely and like everyone else, I’m glad you spoke your truth.
ps–I’m also super curious what neighborhood you live in and what ‘hood you wanted to live in, but didn’t get. I feel like we’re in the same boat… we’re not where we wanted to be, but our house pushed us to be where we are and I still have mixed feelings. Anyway, if you want email me–I’d love to chat! email@example.com
Thank you for this post. I loved reading that you and your family have been in the house three years and are gradually working your way through the projects in your house. This was wonderful for me to read! We’ve been back in our remodeled house for almost three years, too, and I so often look around with frustration at all that is not done. Instead, I am going to start looking around with excitement and inspiration.
And thank you, of course, for sharing about the loss of your tiny son, your anxieties, and the things that have helped in your healing. What a gift.
Blessings to you!
I can relate. Exercise certainly works for me, also talking about things with a friend or therapist. And yes, meditation helps as well. I used to think hardly any women dealt with anxiety. The longer I live, the more I realize it’s the other way around. Most women deal with it at some point in their lives. I encounter few who haven’t. Inspiring home!
Wow. I really needed to read your post today. I, too, suffer from anxiety/depression. Last December, it had gotten so out of control and I realized I’d had enough. It was time to make some changes, so I changed my eating habits and began exercising almost every day. By the time May rolled around, I felt better than ever and my worries and anxieties seemed to vanish. BUT, slowly, slowly, I have allowed myself to revert to my old habits and my anxiety is creeping back. It’s amazing what diet, exercise, and support of friends and family (and medication if necessary) can do. Oh, I wish you the best.
I love this post for so, so many reasons. First, the kiddo rooms are ADORABLE – I love the polka-dot walls in your daughter’s room. Second, your bedroom is the haven that I am so desperately trying to create in our own home – it’s gorgeous and so well done! Lastly, and most importantly, as we prepare to welcome our second child – a boy – in just a few weeks, I so needed to hear your words about anxiety. I too am on medication for my anxiety, and I feel strongly that together with medication, prayer and endless hugs from my older son, who’s 2.5 years old, help so, so much! Best wishes to you as you prepare your home and your heart for another little soul.
Loved your honesty. I know it helped a lot of moms struggling with anxiety. We moved to Cincinnati 9 years ago (Blue Ash) and love it.
I identify a lot with you – we have a blank canvas of a house of the same time period as yours. Grateful to have the space tho! I have had panic attacks in the past and deal with anxiety (five kids) – check out a homeopathic doctor. Natural help to get your body back on the tracks it is suppose to be on. If you find a skilled homeopathic doctor and get the correct remedy – it can be AMAZING! Also – safe during pregnancy and breastfeeding. Take care.
Thanks for speaking your truth & acknowledging the vulnerability we all share–loving our children as if our life depends on it.
Thank you for your honesty!! I dealt with so much anxiety during pregnancy..and have had bouts of it since my child’s birth..it’s nice to know I’m not alone! I had the most perfect childhood..as my sister..and now that we’re adults..and both worrying mothers..we realize it’s genetics. But I wouldn’t change one thing about my childhood…even though my mother was a worrywart like me…so don’t worry about affecting your kids…the biggest thing they’re picking up on …is your love for them!!
Oh my! Thanks so much for your honesty. I feel very similar with anxiety that I’ve always experienced but has increased so much since having children. Also, I can really relate to your mice story. We had mice “that we noticed” about two years ago and I thought for sure we were all going to die! It was very difficult to deal with them, but we hired a service which has been great and is relatively inexpensive after the first year. It has given me such peace of mind. I had a psychiatrist friend tell me one time to assess my anxiety by asking myself, “what’s the worst that can happen?’ I do this all the time and so often I realize my anxiety is so much more than what it really should be. God bless you and your growing family:)
Thank you for talking about your anxiety. I had some really intense anxiety while breastfeeding my second child. I had incredibly awful fears that kept me from sleeping well and one day I finally realized that what I was feeling was anxious. And that wasn’t the first time I’d felt that way (often all thru my life) but it was the first time I’d been able to perfectly describe how I felt and that has helped me tremendously since. When it happens I can mentally step back in the moment, declare what’s happening to me and then ride it out. Thanks again and you’re home is lovely.
While taking my morning walk, I saw a neighbor’s sign with great advice: Exercise daily. Walk with the Lord.
I am so sorry for your loss. I’ve shared my story on Gabrielle’s blog before and am sad that I am moved to share it again- connecting with another woman who has suffered such a life-altering event. BUT share we must. We lost our son at 22 weeks- like you- after our ultrasound. I too became anxious in ways I could never predict. Grief is funny that way. It can come out sideways. Especially if you need to go on with life- hardly taking a pause. We adopted our two children and I experienced different things that provoked anxiety due to those circumstances. My daughter lost a friend in first grade to cancer 5 years ago. On my kids’ birthdays I can become very focused on the fact that they “made it through” another year. The shock of that experience was strong enough for me to start to focus on the “what ifs”. However, if I take care of myself in the ways Jenny Also listed above I have more balance in my thoughts and can keep moving forward. Our son was born 14 years ago- it can be like it happened yesterday. I can now think of it as a blessing in the midst of terrible sadness. The love I felt for him was deep. It took me a long time to get there but I did and I have. I’m wishing you well. You have done a beautiful job of creating a nest that must nurture you. Take care.
Amanda you have such a beautiful home! I’m in love with so many of your color schemes, textiles, and collections. Thank you for sharing.
Like so many others here, I’m also grateful for your honesty. Anxiety seems to be one of those things that’s common to many of us, and yet not discussed openly enough. I’ve struggled to various degrees for many years, and it’s interesting for me to think about how my fears have evolved as I’ve gone from a teen to a mom with two young kids. The loss of my own mom heightened things a bit, pairing the anxiety with depression. For me it seems that different things help at different times. I went through some talk therapy. I enjoy exercise. Sometimes to calm my mind I need to resort to repeating mantras in my head. I’m sure that I’ll discover new tricks and need to resort to different coping mechanisms in the future as my anxieties continue to evolve. Hearing from others like you helps immensely, also–a sense of community is so important!
Best of luck with everything–you’ve built a beautiful home for what sounds like a beautiful family!
I love the vulnerability you shared while showing off your home. Um, can you please tell me who did the illustration of your family (hanging in the stairway)? It’s adorable.
Micah Player did the illustration! I commissioned him to do it two years ago for our Christmas card. It’s the most favorite thing I’ve ever purchased. :)
Beautiful home, beautiful words. Both my sister and dearest friend lost babies far along in pregnancy, and I had a complicated miscarriage that took the wind out of my sails for quite a long time. It takes a lot of courage to talk openly about pregnancy loss – I’m not sure why it still seems somewhat taboo in 2014 – but it’s so important that women going through it know that they are not alone. I really resonated with what Amanda had to say about anxiety too. Thank you for sharing yourself & your home.
Thanks for your beautiful post and sharing a bit of your life, reflections and candor. After I volunteered at a hospital and saw so much death and critically ill patients aI too began to deal with anxiety. I began to think about death a lot. I wouldn’t be able to sleep because I thought I might die. It’s horrible. Still trying to cope. Maybe I should get an meds? I’ve been using benadryl for those days that I really need some sleep.
Thank you for your comment – you know, I find that if these thoughts are interfering with your day to day life/functioning that it would be beneficial to explore professional therapy or even medication.
My midwife gave me a prescription for Xanax after everything and I found taking 1/2 of a pill especially helpful for me as we hit holidays or big family events that were making me anxious. Whether it was to sleep or just to get through the event in a more calm manner.
I love this series but rarely comment. As expected, your last answer resonated with me. I have often said, the happier I am and the more blessings I have (marriage, children, etc.) the bigger target I feel I have on my back for tragedy. It’s such a terrible way to look at life– and I fully realize that– but it is a thought pathway that is carved all too deep. The internet doesn’t help. As you said, there is so much suffering. I have a hard time not reading it because it is someone’s story. It has become almost comical that my friends and family know not to bring something sad up in conversation because I seem to have no filter and will worry and obsess about it long after others have forgotten. They will actually yell out, “Stop! You can’t tell that story in front of her! Seriously! Just tell the rest of us later!” My poor optimistic husband has a hard time relating! I, too, hit a breaking point about two years ago where I admitted to myself privately that I was spending a good amount of each day worrying about very far fetched scenarios with my husband and my babies. For me, I felt a terrible guilt because it felt like a faith issue. God had trusted me with a marriage far better than I ever dreamt of and three beautiful children and yet I refused to trust him with our lives. I prayed fervently to not live in fear and to enjoy the life I had been given. This helped some but unfortunately, I needed more help. I tried medication and within two days, I felt like someone took the other end of the dresser of worry I had been carrying around. I was floored! I am still on it to this day and am very grateful for the help it provides. (Drawbacks– I feel like it has made me gain weight and I also worry about coming off it for another pregnancy, should we decide to do it.) Anyway, I have overshared! #longestcommentever! Lastly, I wanted to share this quote with you that I have always loved. Maybe you have already seen it.
Through the blur, I wondered if I was alone or if other parents felt the same way I did – that everything involving our children was painful in some way. The emotions, whether they were joy, sorrow, love or pride, were so deep and sharp that in the end they left you raw, exposed and yes, in pain. The human heart was not designed to beat outside the human body and yet, each child represented just that – a parent’s heart bared, beating forever outside its chest.
PS I grew up in Florence, got married at the Covington Madison– you are definitely the closest Living with kids tour I’ve ever read. It was neat.
Thanks for sharing your beautiful home and your honest, touching words. We lost our fourth child, a son, last year at 26 weeks gestation–like you, we learned at what we thought would be a routine, happy ultrasound that our baby would die. I am so sorry for your loss, and deeply identify with the resultant fears that something horrible will happen to the loved ones who remain. For me, I think I had often comforted myself in the past with the thought that my drastic fears were SO unlikely to come true–and then once something so bizarre and so rare and so devastating really did happen, I had the sense that all bets were off, and that all my worst fears might actually be fulfilled. For a long time it felt as though nothing good would ever come. We adopted our daughter 8 months ago and that goodness has been very healing to my heart, but the fears still gnaw at me sometimes–I’ve been down such dark roads and I dread the thought of facing them again. Honestly, it has made me much more interested in heaven, and a time when all tears will be wiped away, than I was before. And it has made me see life as both more precious, and less likely to satisfy, than I used to realize. And on a practical, daily level, for me, exercise helps, and reading books, and getting outside, and making memories with my family rather than just focusing on the routine and urgent tasks that can suck me in.
what a great post and a beautiful home. You managed to incorporate Amanda’s fab style and touch on some more serious issues too that we would seldom see in a post like this, loved it!