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Scandi Style Decor | Home Style Dreams

Connor and I are finally starting to attempt to get our life in order. There’s been a lot happening lately (I’ll cover it all in a separate post) but one of the main stresses for me at present is our home.

For me personally I feel like it’s a cash drain – we’re in private rented housing and while the location and size is perfect, the old structure and heating and insulation drives me round the bend as we're having to use so much gas and electric trying to warm the place up. The electrics blow all the time leaving us with the added expense of light bulbs (which aren't cheap since they changed the watt and old style bulbs). Overall I'm just frustrated by it all.  

I personally feel when my house is in order my mind works so much clearer, I’m de-stressed, I resolve issues quicker and I’m all round happier person. I like a home to reflect the personality of the person staying in it, I love visuals and colours and overall like it to feel like a sanctuary. At the moment I just don’t want to decorate the house were in mostly because, its not ours.

Its been stressing me out for a while and its got to a point where Connor has said – let’s work on the house (to make me happier, happy wife, happy life and all that) and I suppose I’m excited about changing it up, but, I think a good happy medium is to do so with the furniture and furnishings rather than wallpaper and carpeting and paints. I can’t take those things with me when we move, but I can take the furniture and furnishings.

I like wood. I don’t really go for dark tones and prefer classic with a modern twist. I came across these pieces in the Scandinavian collection over on Hampton's Furniture and I’ve fallen in love.

The solidly made frames, the medium wood, the bright colours mixed with the finishing touches of the rug, the deer head and the rug. Pop in some awesome lighting and some finishing touches and photo’s and I know for a fact I’m going to be a happy lady.

If I could carry this theme throughout our house I would be in heaven. It meets my need for classic with a modern twist and Connor loves modern with an older style – country home sort of look. The deer head and rustic wood are perfect for his décor tastes mixed with my own.
If we can pull this off the house truly will be a perfect blend of both of our personalities under the one roof - that's what a home is all about isn't it? 
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Kings | He Stuck Around

For such a young relationship, my fiancé and I have gone through a lot – most people are together for years and years before the first big hiccup in life comes along, but for us – we did it the opposite way around. Normally this would break a relationship, especially as we were both damaged from our histories – however:

♥ We had hiccup and hiccup after hiccup right from the start, but you know - he stuck around.
♥ While I was battling and fighting, and depressed and anxious and ugly crying and trying to remain positive with everything at that time – he stuck around.
♥ When he would tell me that I was beautiful, and I would brush him off – he stuck around.
♥ When he looked at me intently and I would hide my face because I wasn’t good at one-to-one contact – he stuck around.
♥ When I got sad about my body and hid it away – he stuck around.
♥ When I had no money and nothing to offer – he stuck around.
♥ When my confidence was at an all-time low – he stuck around.
♥ When I felt like I was punishing him just for being with him and that this gorgeous and loving man could do so much better - he stuck around.
♥ When my sons entered his life with their million and one questions and an amazing quest for life and bags and bags of energy – he stuck around.
♥ When his dream of travelling and discovering the world never came because of my real-life issues – he stuck around.
♥ When I miscarried our baby – he stuck around.
♥ When I miscarried three more – he stuck around.
♥ When I tried to push him away for his own good – he stuck around.
♥ When I lost faith in myself – he stuck around.

And the crazy thing is, he loved me more for it. Not once did he view anything as mine or his. My problems were his problems, my issues were his issues and that’s how he’s been right from the start. He believed that he was the lucky one for being with me. He believed that he was not good enough looking for me – that he had nothing to offer our future – that his lack of life skills would end our relationship. And you know what even after all our ups and downs when we disagreed about things and had the normal relationship ‘’tiffs’’ did I ever consider leaving this man.

While he believes he is not handsome enough or good looking or that I could do better all I see is someone who is oh so handsome. When I see him every day I can’t believe how lucky I am to have him in my life. I look at him and think ‘he’s so sexy’ and I genuinely feel like the luckiest lady in the world. When I see him with my sons, and their conversations or him inspiring them to be independent or to try new things – I can’t help but think how lucky we all are to have this man in our lives. Not once has he complained, not once has he ever moaned or grumbled, and truth be told, he misses them just as much as I do when they go back to their dads.

When we miscarried, my heart broke for what could have been, to then have three further
miscarriages and to lose one on Christmas Day broke me, and it broke him. My heart broke once again because of the hurt he felt, but as a man, he felt like he needed to be the strong one in the relationship. Down the line we have gone through so much and have come out stronger than ever before – we’ll go through a whole lot more I’m sure, but I can safely say that I feel confident we will get through everything that life throws at us. What I came to realise once I had Connor in my life was that the best partners bring out the best in you, they really do. While I was so negative and ashamed of my own skin and what I could offer him as a person, he never once doubted it. He believed I was the prettiest and sexiest lady out there and over time my confidence arose, with this I became happier with my own self, I became a happier and better mum for it too.

Similarly, Connor has grown too, where he was once anxious and unconfident, he has become a funny, caring, loving and sexy fiancé as well as the perfect step-dad addition to my son's lives. He’s more confident, he has his head screwed on and while I’m still working on him believing that he is absolutely sex on legs, we’ll continue working on it. I didn’t change him though, I just helped him to see the person that I saw – the one no-one else got to see as it was hidden behind his anxieties.

As for the life stuff – well, we have appointments to go to for the recurring miscarriages. The
travelling we haven’t put on the back burner, it’s still on the cards and you never know, we may go travelling around the world like a bunch of hippies late into our sixties – see nothing is impossible when you find your king.

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