Friday, November 4
We've been in this house for almost 10 years. It's crazy to think that I've been doing anything or lived anywhere for 10 years, but it is so. We bought this house when were newly married and found out we were expecting Hope. Compared to our SUUUUPER crappy rental home, this place was a palace. We've grown as a family, acquired waaayyy more stuff than we should (almost hoarding... let's call it collecting), and been needing to leave for a while. It's also true that we've been wanting to move to a bigger place like Springfield, since it takes us an hour and 20 minutes just to go do anything. We are slowly coming to terms with leaving this place, and though it is something we've been wanting for a long time, it still stings a little. I did my first bit of nesting here. I can remember bringing Hope home from the hospital to this house. Hope took her first steps in our hallway. My daughter has grown from a baby to a young lady in this place. My business was born here. I've spent many tired, sleepless nights sewing until my fingers hurt to make sure I didn't fall behind on special orders. There have been many living room band practices in cramped quarters. We started home school here. When I found out I was pregnant with Poesy, this bedroom was my naptime sanctuary. We brought our second baby girl home to this place. There has been so much love and so many special moments here. I have painted windows, hung pictures, rearranged a million times to make sure that our house felt like our home. It will be very bittersweet to leave.