Big Sis and Little Sis packin it up! |
We have now slept in our new home for about two weeks. In some ways it feels as if we just got the keys, and yet, other times I feel as if we've never lived anywhere else. Our space is twice the size (thank you sprawling ranch and full finished basement), the girls have their own rooms and closets (no more hearing Emeline's pack-n-play "bed" rustling by my head at night) and we have a backyard that makes any given plain ol' Monday, down right vacation.
I was terrified I would miss the old house. I thought I would leave clinging to the doorway, drenched in tears. But in reality, I was so busy sweating and hauling and chasing after a toddler or jostling an infant -- that our last night in the house, I wasn't even sure would be our last night for sure? So I didn't really have that lengthy mental sob fest. It all happened so fast, and such a blur, and here we are...
Rather than look back (which of course I always will to some extent, I'm nothing if not a huge sap) I see Annie running down our new halls, sitting in her tiny bed, standing next to our new fireplace. I see Emeline wobbling as she tries to sit on our new living room floor, I watch her stretching out on her tummy in her new room or eating some of her first foods on our porch overlooking the pond. I know that this is such a short snapshot in our lives. So quickly Annie won't look so tiny in her little toddler bed, her little feet pounding down the hall won't be so little. Emeline won't be struggling to sit, she'll be running down the hill toward that pond, all on her own. So many memories to be made here, I want to savor them all.
Emeline demonstrates our new SPACE (now filled with furniture, but equally as vast :) |