Where we currently are: 5-10%
Where we are moving: 76-90%
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Memories
I have said a lot of goodbyes lately. Friends, family, dogs, houses. Last night I went over to the house to get the only things left: the curtains. As I did I thought about all of the memories had in each room.
Luke taking his first steps in the living room, as well as his first crawling and rolling over experiences. Chloe learning to roll and crawl on the very same floor. Dan wrestling with the kids on the floor. Coloring with Luke at the coffee table, racing cars with him.
My water breaking with Chloe *right there* in the hallway. All the meals cooked and enjoyed in the kitchen and dining room. All the holidays and family gatherings hosted there. The kids' first baths in the kitchen sink.
The hum of the ceiling fan in the master bedroom--what a relaxing sound. The first time I laid eyes on my very own walk-in closet. (Do you hear the angels singing, too?)
That one time I took a bath in the big tub in Dan's bathroom and and couldn't get out because I was 9 months pregnant with Luke. How Dan just stood there and laughed at me for a few minutes.
The kids' first baths in the tub and all the time spent in the bathroom potty training Luke this summer. (Actually, I'd like to block all those memories out, if I could.)
Chloe's room: how she was such an easy newborn. There were many night spent in the rocking chair in there but not nearly as many as were spent rocking her brother. Her closet full of dresses.
Luke's room: how many hours were spent in that room rocking and feeding? The good Lord only knows. Watching that tiny (non-sleeping) baby grow into a bigger baby and then a little boy. His first night in his big boy bed, listening to him playing in there with his toys, singing to himself after we had put him to bed. Hearing him tell Chloe all about his toys and inviting her to play, too.
All the work Dan did outside: his fruit trees, his pond, the landscaping. Watching from the back porch as Luke helped Daddy shovel rock and work outside. Roscoe watching from his pen in the backyard.
So many memories. So many people have told me that "it's just a house." They're right: it IS just a house, but it's also been our home for almost three years. And homes come with memories and some of them are hard to let go of. I feel better having taken the time to walk through the house and re-live some things.
I feel like I've got some closure.
Luke taking his first steps in the living room, as well as his first crawling and rolling over experiences. Chloe learning to roll and crawl on the very same floor. Dan wrestling with the kids on the floor. Coloring with Luke at the coffee table, racing cars with him.
My water breaking with Chloe *right there* in the hallway. All the meals cooked and enjoyed in the kitchen and dining room. All the holidays and family gatherings hosted there. The kids' first baths in the kitchen sink.
The hum of the ceiling fan in the master bedroom--what a relaxing sound. The first time I laid eyes on my very own walk-in closet. (Do you hear the angels singing, too?)
That one time I took a bath in the big tub in Dan's bathroom and and couldn't get out because I was 9 months pregnant with Luke. How Dan just stood there and laughed at me for a few minutes.
The kids' first baths in the tub and all the time spent in the bathroom potty training Luke this summer. (Actually, I'd like to block all those memories out, if I could.)
Chloe's room: how she was such an easy newborn. There were many night spent in the rocking chair in there but not nearly as many as were spent rocking her brother. Her closet full of dresses.
Luke's room: how many hours were spent in that room rocking and feeding? The good Lord only knows. Watching that tiny (non-sleeping) baby grow into a bigger baby and then a little boy. His first night in his big boy bed, listening to him playing in there with his toys, singing to himself after we had put him to bed. Hearing him tell Chloe all about his toys and inviting her to play, too.
All the work Dan did outside: his fruit trees, his pond, the landscaping. Watching from the back porch as Luke helped Daddy shovel rock and work outside. Roscoe watching from his pen in the backyard.
So many memories. So many people have told me that "it's just a house." They're right: it IS just a house, but it's also been our home for almost three years. And homes come with memories and some of them are hard to let go of. I feel better having taken the time to walk through the house and re-live some things.
I feel like I've got some closure.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Stressed to the max
The kids and I are adjusting to Mom's. Chloe made the transition much better than Luke did, but even he is starting to get used to the new place. He sleeping in the same room I am and has taking to poking me in the face at all hours of the night, for various reasons. (He "needs" a kleenex, "needs" to go potty, wants to read a book, wants to play.)
Needless to say, I'm tired.
And stressed, but I think that's to be expected. Dan is working hard at our new house; our stuff made it there yesterday morning.
Too bad he can't work on the temperatures. -15?! Are you kidding me?!
Needless to say, I'm tired.
And stressed, but I think that's to be expected. Dan is working hard at our new house; our stuff made it there yesterday morning.
Too bad he can't work on the temperatures. -15?! Are you kidding me?!
Friday, December 11, 2009
Loading Day
The movers will arrive again this morning, this time to load all of our newly packed possessions onto a big truck. They will have it all in North Dakota by early next week. After they leave I'll walk through the house and reminiscence while I make sure everything got taken. I don't know why I torture myself like this.
Will you pray that I'm not a blubbering bawl-bag as they take our stuff away? I'd really like to keep my dignity intact.
Our time in Missouri is quickly coming to an end. Long gone are the days of living in denial.
Will you pray that I'm not a blubbering bawl-bag as they take our stuff away? I'd really like to keep my dignity intact.
Our time in Missouri is quickly coming to an end. Long gone are the days of living in denial.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Packing Day, part 2
Movers are angels sent straight from heaven.
I had some crazy idea that today would be stressful and hard work, but I could not have been more wrong. I sat and read all day, from 9:30 a.m. to 3 p.m. while the guys did the work. (I read the 3rd book in the Twilight series, if anyone is interested.)
God knew that the work I did the day before almost did me in and He decided to have mercy on me. Today was surprisingly relaxing and I'm glad: I needed it.
I wish I could say that today was relaxing for my dear mother, but alas, she watched my kids while I was supervising the movers. She experienced the opposite and didn't get to sleep before her work tonight. Sorry, Mom!
Speaking of the kids: they are still coughing and sniffling and have decided not to nap during the day. They'll adjust to our new place, just in time to move again I'm sure. At least that time it will be more permanent. I think we're all going to need one big nap when we get to North Dakota.
Side note: I asked the guys who packed our stuff exactly how much stuff we had in comparison to other people they have moved. The verdict: not a lot. They even predicted that it would only take a few hours to load the truck tomorrow. Take that, Dan! He's always saying we have too much stuff and I always tell him that we really don't. Now I've got a professional opinion on my side, so I think I'll call and let him know. :)
I had some crazy idea that today would be stressful and hard work, but I could not have been more wrong. I sat and read all day, from 9:30 a.m. to 3 p.m. while the guys did the work. (I read the 3rd book in the Twilight series, if anyone is interested.)
God knew that the work I did the day before almost did me in and He decided to have mercy on me. Today was surprisingly relaxing and I'm glad: I needed it.
I wish I could say that today was relaxing for my dear mother, but alas, she watched my kids while I was supervising the movers. She experienced the opposite and didn't get to sleep before her work tonight. Sorry, Mom!
Speaking of the kids: they are still coughing and sniffling and have decided not to nap during the day. They'll adjust to our new place, just in time to move again I'm sure. At least that time it will be more permanent. I think we're all going to need one big nap when we get to North Dakota.
Side note: I asked the guys who packed our stuff exactly how much stuff we had in comparison to other people they have moved. The verdict: not a lot. They even predicted that it would only take a few hours to load the truck tomorrow. Take that, Dan! He's always saying we have too much stuff and I always tell him that we really don't. Now I've got a professional opinion on my side, so I think I'll call and let him know. :)
Packing Day
The movers will arrive this morning to pack up our stuff. I'm not sure how many people they are sending for the job or how long it will take.
Will you pray that I can keep it together and be of some use to them rather than a hindrance?
Will you pray that I can keep it together and be of some use to them rather than a hindrance?
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Prayer Requests
Today I am home sorting.
Sorting through the memories we've made in this house and remembering the good times. Sorting through our possessions, deciding what to take to Mom's and what to have packed up. Because of our crazy weekend and cranky kids I didn't get a jump start on any of this.
*Will you pray that I can get everything done today while the kids are at the baby sitter's?
*Will you also pray that it will be an easy transition for the kids from our house to Mom's?
*Pray that they will go to bed easily in the new place and that they won't destroy it while they're awake. :)
Sorting through the memories we've made in this house and remembering the good times. Sorting through our possessions, deciding what to take to Mom's and what to have packed up. Because of our crazy weekend and cranky kids I didn't get a jump start on any of this.
*Will you pray that I can get everything done today while the kids are at the baby sitter's?
*Will you also pray that it will be an easy transition for the kids from our house to Mom's?
*Pray that they will go to bed easily in the new place and that they won't destroy it while they're awake. :)
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