Life has been busy, busy, busy around here and blogging (and showering, and eating, and showering) has now taken a backseat to feeding, clothing, and entertaining four little ones. Some days it is all I can do to get the boys to school on time and then remember to pick them up at their separate times. Ugh.
My mom pointed out that "they" (the experts?) always say the four most stressful things in life are 1- death of a loved one, 2- moving or building a house 3- having a baby and 4- going through a divorce. We have gone through 3 of the 4 in the last couple of months, and we are working hard not to lead to number 4. Ha! I have had a few meltdowns, but for the most part Todd and I have been a strong team all along. I know some day we will look back on this time in our lives and wonder how in the H-E-L-L we ever made it through.
The days are moving at ultra lightening speed and in less than two weeks we should be in our new house. I can hardly believe it. It doesn't seem real. Friends and family members have been helping us with the painting and staining this weekend and all of the lighting fixtures and faucets are going in too. It is starting to really look like a home now. The boys are getting so excited seeing their new rooms begin to look like actual bedrooms. Yet they still are sad to leave this house. I know the feeling.
It is funny to me that the one thing I worried about most, having Grace sleep in my room with me, has actually turned out to be a blessing. Sure, Todd has been sleeping on the couch for the last four weeks because he doesn't want to wake us up when he has to get up early (or during one of his hacking fits that has seemed to hang on for the last few weeks), and we thought one of us should try and get a bit of sleep during the night. But overall, it has gone really well. It helps that Grace is turning out to be the most pleasant baby on the face of the planet. She rarely cries unless completely famished. Even when she gets up in the middle of the night and I strip her down and change her wet clothes she just lies their and smiles at me instead of wailing and crying. Such a good girl. The boys have rarely been woken up by her cries at night.
Yes, God had it all planned out long ago. The timing of the move has turned out to be perfect. Of course. I don't know why I ever doubted. Yes, life has been really crazy around here for quite some time. But it is just as it should be. And I am so grateful.