Sorry for the lack of activity here, we are in the process of moving. We just moved into the downstairs apartment of our house, but it might as well be on the other side of the city. So much work....and so much cleaning to be done in our old place. I am trying to do it all on my own now until Ben gets back into town on Friday, the cleaning will have to wait until then since I can't bring a newborn and a 4 year old into an empty apartment and expect them to be happy watching me clean, so for now I am slowly unpacking and trying to make it feel like home.
Although this apartment is so much nicer than the upstairs( high ceilings,hardwood floors...no black mold) I was feeling really sad to leave. Even though it is the same house it feels completely different. We lived up there for 7 years and that is the place we have lived the longest as a family. I think I was afraid that all the memories we had would disappear. I am really sensitive to stuff like that and have never been good at goodbyes, when it comes to moving I have a hard time adjusting at first.
Moving and postpartum hormones do not mix :(