It took 5 movers, one husband, one 2 year old, one super duper awesome Mama (my mama), one creative brother, one amazingly kind and sweet and patient brother-in-law ( who took Sunny swimming for the day), and a giant 8 months pregnant lady ( that’s me), but we’re moved.

We’re moved. We’re moved in. We’re thrilled. We’re in love. We’re grateful.

I promise a longer post with pictures, but for now here’s the update. Sunny has fallen down the stairs twice. We make her wear a helmet now- this is what she thought of that idea.

We purchased our first lawnmower! I’m pretty sure that makes us true blue suburbanites. How long do you think it will be before we hire a lawn company?

My Mom left yesterday- I’m not sure why she left. I, we, begged her to stay. We like to call her Alice and watch as she unpacked us, fed us, cleaned everything we own. Sunny doesn’t understand where Nana has gone. Explaining it over and over is not helping my mental state. Truth be told I think she needed a break from us, all of us, but she’ll be back in a few weeks for the birth of baby #2, so enjoy your time off  Alice.

As far as me- I’m gi-normous and tired. But the push to get work completed, babies rooms painted, and home life settled is feeding me an endless stream of energy.

And yes, this is my 8 month pic in the bathroom at Ikea. I’m very classy. VERY classy.

 

We’re over the moon, we’re walking on clouds grass. Actual grass. The kind they grow non-contaminated soil. But the best part is whenever I run an erron I can see the NYC skyline  just over the trees- a small reminder that we’re still and always will be from New York, concrete juggle where dreams are made of, there’s nothing you can’t do…..

Weekend update to come….

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