Our New House: Ohio Style

Yay! After a couple months of waiting, we finally got to move into our new home!

And that's good news for you...well, it is if you were itching for another long-winded Bowdenisms video, anyway. Anyone?

We moved in yesterday, which has solidified several things:

• We have entirely too much stuff.
• I mean like, way too much stuff.
• It's mostly my fault.
• We are never going to move again.

The movers arrived at 10 AM, and left around 8:30 PM. It was a gigantic undertaking either way, but if we hadn't had movers we never would've been done. Mostly because I would still be curled up in the fetal position somewhere on I-70 repeating, "I don't wanna, I don't wanna."

The good news is, we actually technically planned on moving in next weekend, even though we got possession on Sundy...I think we it was going to be impossible. So all of our stuff is in the house, but we will use the next week, going over in the evenings after the kids are asleep, to finish up. And by finish, I have no idea what I mean, because there's no way it will ever be finished, ever. I will die in a mountain of my own hoarding, I'm sure of it.

Kidding aside, it actually went pretty smoothly, if slowly. My mom watched the girls all day so we could get things done without losing a baby in a box somewhere, and my dad came over to help unpack the kitchen, which really just means listen to Courtney get all bossy-pants about where things should go, and then re-do it three times when things don't fit. I think he had a blast.

After about 12 hours of working, everything is in the house- a few rooms are about a quarter of the way put together, but the most important thing is our patio is one hundred percent ready to roll. Priorities. I'm hoping to get some progress shots tonight, (only if I can scoot over there in time to be back for The Bachelorette. Again, priorities.) but for now I love to give you a tour of the empty shell- aka, before the madness happened.

As with all Bowden house videos, this one has a signature phrase, but we've upgraded this time around, so we actually are giving you two: the standard "We're really excited!", but also a new one, "We've never had one of those before!" The last three places we've lived have been a minimum of 50 years old, with most leaning closer to the hundred year mark, so moving into a house that was built into 2002 is filled with all kinds of modern conveniences I can barely wrap my head around. Like an attached garage, and a basement without a horror movie quality toilet in the corner. (that one's for you, Pittsburgh). We're pretty lucky because every time we move, we seem to add a bedroom, and gain another feature we previously didn't have. From our first apartment to our second, we got a second bedroom and a real dining room, then when we moved into our house we were probably most excited about a dishwasher. We're definitely going to miss the character and craftsmanship of our 1920 home, but there's something to be said for the convenience of suburban living, with its flat backyard, drywall construction, and 2.5 bathrooms. (I have a master bath, with a separate tiny room for a toilet. What am I, a queen?!) 

Oh, and a note on quality- I know you've come to expect a pretty solid level of production from these videos (heavy, heavy sarcasm) so this one should not disappoint. It was shot entirely on Dustin's phone, edited on an iPhone app, posted to Vimeo, and then I blogged it on my phone using voice to text. The future of blogging is now. 

Hello present? It's the future. I'm here. 

Knock knock

Who's there?

The future. 

The future who?

Too late, it already happened.

Okay, I'll stop before I actually cause the demise of blogging.

Now, settle in for 15+ minutes of grainy footage, marital spats, and a glimpse behind the curtain (literally...the sellers left some curtains...) into our new home. We're so excited.

Our new house! from Courtney Bowden on Vimeo.

Show Your Real: Ruth

Do I need to tell you all about how much I love Instagram? Nah. You know. I love it tons. Plus a little bit more. Don't get me wrong, I still love blogs, and I love to blog, but it's not always easy to find time to write...or even time to read. So Instagram has become my instablog. I can put things out much closer to real time (or make up for my tardiness with a #latergram or #tbt) and outside of the captions, I can let the pictures do most of the talking. I still love to read through my Feedly subscriptions, but I have to admit, I'm much more likely to scroll through my Insta-feed, catching up on my friends' (and internet friends') update snippets in square form. I still try to read in long form when I can...I don't take it for granted that anyone spends their time here, so I do love to make the effort to read the work of others. Blogging is a labor of love, and I view reading faithfully, and at least occasionally commenting as a form of respect for those that pour their hearts and minds onto the internet page for anyone and everyone to see. 

But enough of my soapbox rambling on the value of blogging. My point was Instagram. I love it, and for me, it's been a huge source of inspiration and community for the last couple of years. I started out following my real life family and friends, but it's grown over time, and now includes fellow bloggers, brands, and friends of friends. I'm now following over 500 people, and sometimes I can't even remember who's who, or how I found them. 

And Ruth is one of those such mystery friends. I can't tell you how I first got to her profile, or even what initially hooked me. But somehow I found her, and immediately I loved what she was sharing. She's a blogger, and an artist, and an all around inspiration of love, and style, and...well...grace. And though I truly didn't know her from a hole in the wall, I knew she'd be a perfect fit for this series, so I was delighted when she not only read my email, but even agreed to share here. Isn't the internet grand?!

(with Ruth's permission I poached all the below pics from her instagram. Go follow her...well..stick around here for a minute, and then go follow her. And while you're on insta, maybe risk a little and post a #showyourreal of your own.)

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How does the idea of "Show Your Real" resonate with you..why did you want to participate and share?

In a time when everyone micromanages what is truly seen and known about their lives through pictures and words, I think it's so valuable to have authentic voices speak out about the real joys and pains of life, behind the scenes. No one does "it all" and no one formula works for everyone. It's a blessing to share our stories, that others might find encouragement.

What misconceptions might people have about about your life at first glance?
I think people could potentially imagine that my kids never fight, my house is always clean, or that I do everything they see me post about...every day, which is not true.

What are some of your patterns and routines for a “typical” day?
My top three daytime patterns and routines are: prayer/time in the word (even if just on audio Bible via phone app), make my bed and clear off the kitchen island, and always pause to speak to my kids with my full attention (or to ask them to wait.) Other than that, I'm striving to find a better routine for regular exercise, laundry (which is pretty much every day), and meal planning (I tend to cook with whatever is on sale.) Our whole family has a bedtime routine in the boys' bunk room. The nightly routine of exchanging back rubs, talking, and quieting our hearts is a wonderful time we now look forward to nightly.

What does the balance/mix of work/chores/family time/rest/etc look like in your home?

Because I have such a wide range of ages in my children, with so many different needs, I choose not to do much work, blog-wise or with the shoppe, until either nap time or when the boys are off to bed. I often paint with the boys at the kitchen table, and include them in my artwork. Troy and I serve on the board of a classical school we co-founded, and at six years old, it continues to be a very large time commitment and labor of love. Troy is the headmaster of the school, and our kids attend there, where the students do school from home every other day. Because of the schedule with our choice of education and ministry, we've come to prioritize time as a family and intentionally being together. Sometimes that time is spent cleaning house together, and sometimes we go on fun outings, but regardless, the goal is to maximize time together as significant relational time. We tend to be a routine, vs. schedule, kind of family. I choose not to "reward" my kids with traditional incentives, and we currently do not use chore charts and schedules, though I'm sure those helpful with many families. At this current time, we've employed an all-hands-on-deck approach, driving partnership and teamwork between brothers, and teaching them to pursue a goal of finishing chores TOGETHER, that they might experience the blessing of BEING TOGETHER with a job well-done. Surprisingly, this has been a greater blessing for them and us, as we've seen a greater sense of teamwork and deepening bonds as they learn to rely on each other and motivate one another in responsibility and pursuit of excellence...even in chores.

What things have become “your real” now that the you from the past would be surprised about?

For one thing, I never planned on having all boys, let alone six of them! I often say that I'm an unlikely mom, as I truly didn't prepare well for the job. The reality of my life that surprises me daily, is that I LOVE being a mom of boys. That I love having six of them. That I am grateful for the family God's given me. 

What are the hardest parts of your current season of life? And the best parts?
In this current season, we are struggling to know the steps to take with outgrowing our home and being limited in what we are able to purchase for our large family that desires to live a little more land. We are bursting at the seams here, and storage is a challenge. These are not truly difficult trials, but do affect our daily family life as we seek to steward all things well: home, family, school, worship, business. And while there are struggles in this, and other demands we feel in our current season of life, we also recognize that the other side to each of the difficulties is a blessing we don't deserve: six wonderful young boys, a comfortable home, a loving family, the privilege of starting school, a solid church family, and the opportunity to share my art with the world...these are every day blessings, but significantly unique ones as well. Cultivating gratitude and praise to the Lord in all seasons and for all things is such protection I've learned to lean on. As much as I want to think of life as a series of obstacles to overcome, goals to attain, and dreams to pursue, it simply isn't truly about those things...it's simply not about me. Every ordinary thing that consumes my time, challenges my faith, or burdens my heart are lovingly designed for me by a Father who is jealous for my whole heart and my utter dependance on him alone. That is the most "Real" thing I've been learning year by year, day by day: My real identity is wrapped up in who he is and not what I do. There's nothing more freeing and more motivating in the realties of life, than to hide yourself in Christ.

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Show Your Real is a series of guest posts centered around the concept of authenticity. The goal is to encourage each other to expose the reality of our lives- good and bad- and to foster a sense of community that goes beyond the often suface-cy interactions of social media. We invite all of you to participate! Please comment, link, and hashtag to spread the showyourreal love. If you would like to contribute a guest post in this series, please email me! 

Finley Faces: 10 months

We're getting dangerously close to the 11 month mark with this little nugget (dangerous because after that it's a slippery slope to the end of my baby, Mah Bay-beeeee, forever), so I suppose I should stop dragging my feet, and share the much overdue shots from her 10 month photoshoot.

She's the awesome-est, no?

P.s. I’ve been without my computer since the move, so I shot this on my 6D, but did all the editing/collaging (that’s a word!) on my iPhone. Yay technology!
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Previous rounds of round-headed fun:
1. 2. 3. 4. 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.

Life Lately- All the "ings"

Now, this is a story all about how my life got flipped-turned upside down. And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there…

Ok, wait….that’s a theme song, not a blog post. 

But the sentiment applies. Life is a bit topsy-turvy lately, since we packed up everything (well, we actually packed up almost nothing…just our clothes and some essentials) and moved to Ohio. Dustin is still in Pitt (you have one last chance to hang out and no last chances to rob our house.) and the girls and I are getting settled into Columbus. Well, as settled as you can get when you’re semi-permanent squatters in someone else’s basement. We move into our new house in less than two weeks, but until then, we’ve been in a bit of limbo, trying to wade through the massive transition that goes with moving, staring a new job, adjusting to a different daycare, and a multitude of other smaller changes. It’s been awesome to be surrounded with family, but we’ve had our share of challenges as well, as we all struggle to adjust to an entirely new life. 

It’s a funky in-between time, halfway between the life we left and the life we’re headed for, and though I haven’t documented it much, I thought it would be fun to record some snippets of what we’re up to these days. (From my point of view anyway…)

Making: trips to see friends' biggest milestones- weddings and babies oh my!
Cooking: nothing. Soaking up one of the perks of moving back in with my parents.
Drinking: these crazy fizzy waters. The grapefruit reminds me of Jamaica. 
Reading: audio books from the library. Making my commute (and the occasional drive to/from Pittsburgh) productive! (Recent “reads”: Seriously I’m Kidding, David & Goliath, I Feel Bad About My Neck and (don’t judge me) Let Me Tell You Something) 
Wanting: more patience. Or a more obedient daughter. But mostly more patience. 

Looking: for friends in Columbus. Call me. 
Playing: a steady amount of Candy Crush. It might be the thing I miss most when I wean Fin.
Wasting: precious sleep time, staying up to read Divergent.
Wishing: colds were like the chicken pox, so you only had to get them once. 
Enjoying: a coke zero with “soft ice” every day at 3. I’m wild, I know.

Waiting: for the new season of The Bachelorette. (There’s still time to join the pool!)
Liking: trolling Craigslist for furniture deals.
Wondering: how our lives will change in the next few months. New routines, new church, new friends, new hangouts, new patterns….?
Loving: watching sisters and cousins giggle, chase, fight, and play together.

Hoping: we can pack the summer with visits from friends and family (and drinks on the deck). 
Marveling: at Fin’s chubby thighs. They’re almost too good.
Needing: my husband.
Smelling: the old food/dishwasher smell in the office stairway, which reminds me of Work Crew, which reminds me of Jesus. Not a good smell, but a good reminder every morning.

Wearing: my same old clothes, hoping copious amounts of jewelry push me into “slightly professional” territory. 
Following: almost 500 people on Instagram. It’s a little out of control. 
Noticing: how different, and the same, my home town is.
Knowing: we’re making the right choice, even when it’s hard.

Thinking: about what our family will look like in five years. Or ten. Or twenty…
Bookmarking: decorating ideas for the new house.
Opening: up to new people.
Giggling: less than I should.

Feeling: grateful. And exhausted. And excited. And a little sick. And…all the things…

Any “-ings” you want to share? 

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