A Work in Progress: For Sale!

So, a lot has happened since my last post. Let's see, I went and got myself knocked up (don't worry, it was right on schedule), suffered through morning sickness and fatigue (my initial excuse for not updating this old blog), arrived into the second trimester which somehow kicked off early nesting, then frantically started getting this house ready to sell (my second excuse for not updating) and looking for a new place closer to Pat's work. The last five months have been an absolute whirlwind! I can't even believe it's May.

Deets for the baby:

Estimated due date: October 7
Boy or girl: We're not going to find out 'til delivery. SIKE! We'll find out next Wednesday, because I loathe secrets.
What do we want: A healthy baby. (Duh) But we're both kind of leaning girl, probably just because Madison is so great! (And in my personal opinion boys can be quite gross.)

Preparing to sell our house has consumed so much of my mind (not to mention time and energy) that I haven't been able to focus much on the coming baby. Every once in a while, I'll forget that I'm pregnant. But then I walk past a mirror. By the way, the whole "showing early the second time around" is SO true. We waited until like 13 weeks to tell people, only because I was hoping for inspiration for some sort of cute announcement, and I was already getting sideways glances at church and family events. By 14 weeks, there was no denying it! At 15 weeks, while Madi and I were walking Bella around the neighborhood, we saw my neighbor about 25 yards away, working on his roof from the top of a ladder. He hollered (he's a true redneck, "holler" is definitely the appropriate term) "Uh oh, you pregnant again?!" So yeah.

Fortunately, my weight gain is on track so far. With Madison, I gained 60 lbs (and only lost 55, dad gum it). It wasn't pretty. Hopefully, this time I'll gain no more than 30 and will still lose 55. A girl can dream!

But enough about me and my rapidly expanding waistline. Let's talk about me and my (hopefully) rapidly disappearing old house!

The big we-can't-live-in-a-one-bathroom-1100sq.ft.-house-with-two-babies blowup of 2013 happened the day before I started my second trimester. It was just as much of a shock to Patrick as it was to me, but it resulted in us composing a list of things to finish in the house that, each taking up one line of college ruled notebook paper, filled a page and a half. And most of the line items weren't little. One example? "Repair, sand, and refinish countertops in kitchen."

$500, a month and a half, and seven years off of our lives later, the house is ready to sell. It's going on the market this afternoon. In honor of the occasion, I thought I'd share some before and after pictures, taken from listing photos on the buying and selling end.