It's been a big week at our house. Last Tuesday we welcomed baby Noah into the world and it has been so fun. I will tell you that even though my patience is wearing thin (the 4 hours of straight sleep I got last night seems to have helped with that--a fluke at this stage of the game but I will take it) being a mom for the second time around it so much better than the first time. I'll have to dedicate an entire post to how the second time around things go a little smoother (though not breast feeding if you're wondering. I'd still be slaughtered if I were a milk cow) and you don't worry so much. But that's not what this post is about. This post is about something different altogether.
Last Monday we made a pretty big decision about our lives too.
The hubbs got a new job. It's an incredible opportunity and both of us feel like this is a job that will change the path of his career (in the best kind of way.) The only trouble with the job is that it's in New York City. And when I say New York City I mean like around the corner from Grand Central Station Manhattan.
And we've taken it.
He starts at the end of next month. The kids and I will follow him to New York after the moving truck arrives with our things. While we wait for the truck we'll stay at grandma's house in Salt Lake.
I am a little sick about it. I haven't really told anyone that we're moving because saying it out loud makes it real. My heart hurts thinking about leaving San Diego. We have loved it here. We have great friends, we get to go to the beach once a week, there are only like 5 days a year when we can't go outside and when it hits 55 degrees here people get out their ski jackets--those are my kind of people.
So I guess this is the official announcement. We're moving to New York City (a place I've never even really been other than the airport and a hotel near the airport). Though, truth be told we're probably not moving to New York City. As much as I wish I could say that we were island people (or even a specific borough kind of people) I'm pretty sure that we're suburb people.
Do you remember the book Fredrick by Leo Lionni? (if you don't you should read it right this second but it's about a mouse who doesn't do any of the work to collect food for the winter. He spends his time collecting sunshine and colors and when the nights get long and the food gets scarce he is the one who gives the other mice hope so they can make it through the winter)
For the next 4 weeks I am going to spend my time gathering sunshine and sand and surf and trips to the zoo and time at the pool and time with my girlfriends for the long, long move and the cold winter that is ahead.