To blog or to shower? That is the question.
No, really, that IS the question.
This past month and whatever has been psychotic. About a week after Amelia was born our landlords called to tell us that they needed to move back into their home by May 10th. Moving with a newborn? [cue me crying] We started searching immediately for a new rental, but after a few days of looking at rentals, we started feeling sick to our stomach knowing that it would be cheaper to buy. So, us, the eternal renters, went out and found a house. Nothing fancy, just practical and affordable. The only problem was that there was a 9 day gap between the time we had to move out of the rental and when escrow would close on the new home. [cue more crying from me] So we came up with a plan. I would take the kids to go stay with family and Erik would house sit for someone from church. Our stuff went into a hangar down at the airport.
I'm happy to say that the plan seems to be working. Everything looks like it is on course for the house to close on time. It hasn't been an easy two weeks away from home, but I am grateful for family that has been so willing to help me out with the kids. My kids don't do well with traveling. Amelia doesn't really sleep. Charlie is still in diapers. Luke doesn't have any patience. However, I love them all the same. Isn't it strange that it is so hard, yet I am still very happy to be their mom?
Unfortunately, this brief 10 minutes I had to blog is now over. Amelia is awake and demands to be held. I'm not stopping blogging all together, just taking a short hiatus while my family demands some extra attention. It's really a shame I can't blog with one hand while nursing. I guess I'm just not coordinated enough.
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