I wanted to check-in while the kids were napping and I wasn’t actively doing any heavy lifting. We are officially moved into the new place, if not exactly finished moving. I’d say we’re about 75% here. There are likely several large boxes worth of Idontknowwhat stashed around our old place waiting for me. As for the big furniture, we have a hutch, headboard, bed frame and dresser left to go – probably doable in one pick-up truck trip. Otherwise, we’re in.
Of all the things I learned this time around, and there have been plenty (like how it would have been smart to buy frozen meals instead of eating out five times in a row – feeling great right now as you can imagine), the most important thing is that the next time we do this, we’re calling on grandparents to take Loren and Ruthie off our hands while we move (including sleepovers). I don’t know why we didn’t lean on them more for this. Amateur mistake.
Thanks Aunt Katie for taking such a great picture!
Transitions are hard on the kids. Not only are we uprooting them from the security and familiarity of home, we’re doing so with our attentions constantly divided between trying not to lose them while rounding up and organization everything we own.
While I did the majority of the actual moving, Natalie had to do the majority of the parenting amid the chaos of stacked boxes and cluttered counters in a new place. I’m pretty sure I had the easier go of it between the two of us. Loren took to it predictably. He could be his goodhearted self for a stretch, but it didn’t take much for him to flip the switch and lose control. I don’t think the move has had too much effect on Ruthie, but she has been constipated, and thus quite needy and uncomfortable in her own way. They could have used someone’s undivided attention during this big transition, at least for slightly longer spans than we’ve been able to give them. Stashing them with a grandparent or two or five while we got everything in order would have been the merciful thing for us to do.
You live, you learn. Grannie, PopPop, Granpa, Granna and MorMor, you have been warned. Next time they are yours.
In the meantime, I’ve got plenty more unpacking to do. We don’t have internet set-up just yet. I’m putting this together from the building’s business center (baller). Not sure when I’ll post next. Hopefully soon with some pics of the move and the new place. Bear with me while the dust settles.
