Did I mention I LOVE IT?! This move was a long time coming. We had our little house on the market for 13 months before it sold. Honestly, I didn't think it would take 13 days to sell our house, let alone over a year.
When Darren and I bought our first house almost five years ago, we thought it was perfect for us. Granted it was a little small (1084 square feet), but it had plenty of room for the two of us. Fast forward 16 months and we have doubled our family size by welcoming these two precious girls:
Then the house became even more tiny!
Before we decided to put the house on the market, we made the decision that we were ready for another kiddo. We technically had another bedroom for the third kiddo, but we would literally be bursting at the seams. Our plan didn't quite work out the way we had originally planned but, looking back, everything sort of fell into place.
We welcomed baby girl #3 on May 29th, had a contract on our little house by June 23rd, had an offer on the new house by June 25th, and moved on July 29th. Did I mention I'm still on maternity leave? Aren't I supposed to be relaxing and caring for my newborn? Ha! Seriously though, I would much rather move AFTER Claire arrived rather than while I was 8 months pregnant.
Now, onto the new house. Did I mention I LOVE IT?! Maybe once or twice.
I am slowly unpacking boxes and organizing rooms. It really takes time. I have been finding little things about the house to gripe about...then I feel guilty and tell myself to shut-up..."Don't talk about the new house like that! How dare you?" I mean, how could I possibly gripe about a house this great?
What do I have to gripe about, you ask...
My pantry is about 2.7 miles away from my kitchen. That door on the right is the big girls room. That might be helpful if they ever need a midnight snack. Seriously, though, it takes 19 steps to get to my pantry from my kitchen sink. Yeah, I counted, I was curious. I don't think it took 19 steps to get from one end of the little house to the other. But, guess what, I'm not allowed to gripe because I didn't have a pantry at the little house! What's good about the distance is that I burn calories on my way to obtain the tasty Oreo's that I've become addicted to. Don't judge, I have a baby to nourish!
Gripe #2...my countertops and tile camouflage any mess that we make.
I bet you think this is a stupid one...so do I. What's bad about this is that it makes it difficult to see where the mess is when I'm cleaning up. I start sweeping the floor then I can't see where all the dirt and crumbs went because it blends into the floor! I hate stepping on crumbs! But, how dare I gripe about these beautiful features when, in the little house, we had the fabulous faux butcher block Formica countertops.
Bet you're wondering why we gave up that awesomeness.
Silly gripe #3 - my closet is too big.
Yeah, I'm not really too upset about this one. Can you see my shoe racks? Isn't that great? As you can see, I simply must go out and purchase new clothes so those racks don't get lonely. You can slap me the next time you see me.
Silly gripe #4 - the house came with a TV and built-in surround sound. This amounts to a husband who is obsessing over said TV and surround sound.
You can slap Darren for this one.
Yes, I realize how ridiculous I am. That's why I'm not allowed to talk bad about the house while I'm inside.
In all seriousness, though, did I mention I LOVE IT!? But, what the heck am I supposed to do with this room?
In closing, take a look at my sweet girl (because no blog post is complete without a picture of an infant):
Peace out.
