
So we moved again. This time it was across state (and a week after I gave birth!!!) Most everyone told me I was crazy and I just let it pass in one ear and out the other. Hubby said it was time to move and so, I said, "Okay!" (After a lot of weighing the pros and cons, payer, etc...) Peter got a job in our new town and that caused him to move a month earlier than the rest of us, so for the last month of my pregnancy we only saw each other on the weekends - it was HARD!
Here is a pic of the Cal-man on the drive up. He did so well, slept most of the way only waking to eat. It was somewhat of a painful drive for me because my milk had come in - hard core. Ouch!
I hadn't seen the apartment in person, just through pictures Peter sent from his phone and the stock photos on the complex's website. We were downsizing from a 3 bdrm to a 2 bdrm, so I was a little nervous on how we were going to get everything to fit. I had been seriously planning out the space prior to the move but space seems to disappear when you actually get stuff in there.
Ella and her Daddy, going on a walk in the rain in our new neighborhood.
I really love how this picture turned out (even though it didn't really turn out...)
When we arrived to our new home, I walked in to glance at the apartment completely empty and then had to walk out to sit in the car and feed Calvin. When I finished feeding, all the boxes and furniture had been moved into the house - it was PACKED and there was hardly any walking space, let alone standing space for the 8 adults who were there to help unpack. Having just had a baby, being sore with much excess milk, the stress of moving, and then walking in to see a sea of boxes in my living room and feeling the weight of all the ready hands of those waiting to be told where to put things - I nearly collapsed. I did my best to keep my cool (although those who helped move in - specifically my darling husband) would tell you that I was - um, edgy. I honestly don't know how I did it or how I am still doing it but once the house got pulled together -- all thanks to my most AMAZING parents who are incredibly skilled in organizing, DIYing, and just ingenuitious-ness -- my life seemed to de-stress.
Although the place is small we were able to come up with some fantastic ways to utilize the space we had. I will post our ideas in the following posts to help inspire those of you living in tight quarters.

I did have to post these pics of Ella on her new patio furniture that Grandma got for her. She is such a crack up...