Labor Pains

You know how you mostly forget what you went through during labor to bring your first child into this world and yet you still go and have another one? I am realizing that this is how I'm starting to feel about moving.

I knew getting into it that I wasn't going to like moving again. It was all exciting and new at first and I was making so many plans - new organization system in the play room, A PLAY ROOM, what to put in the guest room, how would I decorate the new front room with the fireplace and all those other things that come with a brand new baby. I mean, house. I know it's going to be painful in the end and the packing is going to take long, laborious hours with very few breaks. I'm doing my best to stay hydrated and not pull any muscles and I find myself not wearing shoes around the house (either because I can't find them or because it's not comfortable). I know there may possibly be people there to watch and I may be embarrassed and show too much of what we have hidden in cupboards and the basement. I know that I am looking more and more uncomfortable and stressed out and have no energy to even comb my hair. My clothes are all packed and I'm having a very difficult time finding things to wear. I also know that it will all be over soon and that it will SO be worth it in the end. But for now, this is the view from the end of this incubation period...

Note how not only can we not use our kitchen table for the usual things, all our our silverware and dishes have been packed.

And as for keeping the restless natives occupied so I can get something done, Star Wars Legos and SpongeBob have been my best friends. Cam even sometimes hangs out with his Fairly Odd Parents. At least someone's around to entertain them (don't judge). But they can only ride around in circles in the garage for so long....


....we are almost ready for delivery. I am counting down the hours.