Our tiny downtown apartment has become a jungle of brown moving boxes and suitcases. Ramona Quimby is in a constant state of anxiety thinking that every night we’re packing for a vacation. I am in a constant state of anxiety over not being able to lift anything over 10 pounds. Tom G is not in a state of anxiety as far as I can tell.
The preparation has been a real family affair. Every time I reached for a heavy suitcase or pile of books, Baby Girl gave me a kick in the guts (or bladder). I feel like she and I have gotten to know each other now, and she’s looking out for me. For us really.
But it’s almost over now- the movers arrive at 8:30am tomorrow. We have to be fully out by Wednesday the 31st. I feel like I’m in high school again and I have a term paper due next week and I just have to keep waiting until I get freaked out enough to DO IT.
The anticipation is always worst then the event.
Baby GIRL???? Congrats, Heather!
Congrats on your baby girl!!!
Moving can be so stressful!! DH wanted to move while I was pregnant and I told him no way no how!!
Happy ICLW
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Ahhhh I hate moving! Even though I get excited about the new place, it’s such a headache to pack and move. Good think you have support. Especially while preggers
Happy ICLW!
I love Tom G.!!!!! He is a rock!!! You definitely got a keeper there! You two seem to really compliment each other. Best wishes with the move and getting settled in. {{{{{{{{HUGS!!!}}}}}}}} Please give Baby Girl a pat and a rub from one of her HUGE fans!!!!!
Just completed our move this weekend too. I felt so useless. This whole not lifting thing is a real pain. I hated having to point where I wanted things to go or give out directions on how I wanted something carried. Oh well, now it’s over. Time to move on!