The Many Emotions of Moving

We are moving this weekend!  Such an exciting time for us that we can finally afford a two bedroom apartment.  We'll be staying in the same complex we live in now, just moving two buildings down so that move shouldn't be too hard at all.  I hope.  We are almost completely packed - probably another three solid hours and everything will be done.  

Thankfully, we've made some pretty amazing friends while living in Ventura.  We had a friend watch Thomas for me for a few hours yesterday afternoon so I had a solid two and a half hours of packing by myself.  It's amazing how much I can get done with no distractions!!  Also, we have friends that have offered to keep Thomas all night Friday night and bring him home around 4pm or 5pm on Saturday so we don't have to worry about him during the move. We are SO blessed to have such amazing people in our lives.  It's tough without having our families living closer, but God planned ahead (imagine that!) and brought such great people into our lives.

At the new place, I'm excited that Thomas will finally have his own room (and we will have our own room again), and that we'll have more storage space so everything won't look so cluttered (or look like Babies R Us threw up in our living room).  I'm excited that we'll feel more comfortable having people over again now that it won't look so bad, and that I'll get to decorate the new place!

With all of these positives there are a few things that make me a tiny bit sad about leaving our current apartment.  Our current apartment is the first place Tom and I got to call ours after moving to California.  We had been renting rooms from people before that.  This apartment is also where conceived Thomas and I spent my bed rest before he was born.  Because the apartment only had one bedroom we didn't really get to nest and create his nursery, which was okay because as long as we had him that's all that mattered to us.  Also, at this apartment is where we got to bring Thomas home from the hospital.  That day seems like a blur right now because I had never been more tired in my entire life, but none the less, this was his first home.  This is where we spent his first ten and half months of life.  Where he learned to sleep through the night, crawl, "pull up", got his first teeth, etc.  So, deep down I'm a little sad that we're leaving this place of so many firsts.  

After saying all of that, I am looking forward to the many firsts for him we'll have in our new place.  His first steps, words and so many more.  I truly am so excited we are moving, but with each new chapter in life it's nice to get to sit back and remember the things that have happened to get us where we are so that we can move forward.  

Here's hoping for a stress free move this weekend!