Really, I fell off the Blog-wagon. But, if you haven't heard, we will be moving to Germany in a few months. I figured I could share my adventures with you all. I just didn't expect them to start before we even left!
My Grandparents are letting us stay in their house until we leave. They are in Florida right now. And my parents, who live next door, are putting up with our multi-daily visits. It's one way to get 7 months worth of visiting into 2 months. :>
However, we were not here two days before the Princess started throwing up. We knew a bug was going around, but she had also fallen out of the stroller earlier that day, so we decided to take her to be checked. Turned out she was just sick, no head injury, but it was pretty scary for a while.
As for why she fell out of her stroller - we were out looking for our cat, who apparently does not appreciate relocation. Especially to a house that she is not allowed to come inside of. So she went missing for a while. She has now figured out where we are, where her food will be (and at what time, so that we are not feeding all the neighborhood cats and raccoons), and she is starting to come to grips with the fact that she can't come in. She will come to the door and cry, we put her in her crate, she cries, we let her back out. She is not a very happy camper! I can only think it will confuse her even more when we take her to Germany and she suddenly has to stay in all the time instead. Poor cat!
One upside to our new home is that I can finally go for walks. The ground here is much more level, and I am able to push both kids in the stroller around the block. So I try to go on at least two walks a day, and sometimes I make the princess walk, other times she rides. Once I made the mistake of letting her switch places with her brother when I had the stroller set up as a single. She got tired and we were almost home, and I figured he could walk the rest of the way. Now it's like magic. Every time we reach that particular part of the sidewalk, she always asks! I have not let her do it again, but it will take a long time before she abandons the idea. If I want him to practice walking we will just all walk a short distance. We all have to build up endurance, because in Germany we will have to walk everywhere. And I hope to push or carry as little weight as possible! I plan on the princess walking, I hope the little boy will be reliable enough to be out and about, and that will leave me with the new baby, who I privately hope will be a lightweight like her siblings. Okay, so I am a weakling.
We have been at our new home for about a week now, and things seem to be getting better as we adjust. I still can't figure out my Grandmother's scheme of organization in the kitchen, so I have simplified my goals to just not breaking anything before we leave. And I finally maneuvered around the kitchen long enough to produce a dinner the other night! With Jeff gone late most nights, I don't have much motivation to make anything that others might call a dinner. The kids and I eat whatever, just so that they wont be too hungry to go to bed. Mmmm, nutrition at it's best. And with all our food in boxes from the move, even that is difficult. But we are settling in.
I do have to say a big thanks to all the ladies who helped me move when I could barely get out of bed. The RS in my ward was amazing. They helped me pack everything up when it seemed impossible. (no props to the guys though, not a one showed up to help Jeff actually move). And we are really grateful to my grandparents too, or at least I am. Without being able to sign a lease, we needed to move, and as much as I like spending a couple of hours at my mother-in-law's house (especially if it means no cooking), I don't think I could have stayed two months and kept my sanity. So here we are. Waiting. Waiting for Germany. Waiting for baby. Waiting for school to be over. But today as the sun was out, I decided it's not such a bad fate. Today seems to be the perfect day.
