Moving is for the birds....

The last five days have been consumed with travel... back and forth between our old home and our "temporary home" :) Packing at one, unpacking at the other, cleaning the old, and cleaning the new. Josh has been Superman! He and his brother and friends spent all day Saturday packing half of our belongings into a POD, and transporting the other half of our earthly posessions to this lovely apartment. Long ago, before we ever knew that this would be our moving day, I signed up to work on Saturday as my monthly shift. Thankfully my sister-in-law volunteered to chase Brax around all day, herding him away from the heavy objects and keeping him occupied. After playing that role on Sunday, I must say that taking care of critically ill children on Saturday was certainly the easier job :) Thank you Kristin, Rob and Jeremy, for volunteering your Saturday to help us. Thank you, also, to Ty, for the many hours he spent hanging out with Brax and moving furniture with Josh. I'm not going to name every person that helped with the move because I will surely forget someone. But you all know who you are... From babysitting Brax, to helping me clean and unpack, to bringing me lunch just to give me a break... it was all so very, very appreciated! I only have a couple of pictures from the week since we've been a little busy....
This picture is from breakfast on Sunday morning. Everything except our beds had been moved to the apartment. So, Brax ate dry cheerios off of a cardboard box. He was sweet enough to share with his daddy.Brax was also a big fan of the empty cabinets. Not only was he allowed to open them, but he could also get in them! This was when Ty came over to babysit while I packed. That's one way to keep Brax in one location!

And, of course, Brax did not want to be left behind, so he made sure that he was properly packed. Good thing we noticed that his box said "To POD" and not "To Apartment" :)

It has been a crazy, crazy few days... even above and beyond the move. Thank you for all of your prayers! We are getting settled and I'll be sure to post more often now that I have the internet back! We are closing on the house tomorrow and it's so bittersweet. I guess that being emotionally attached to a house is a woman thing, because Josh isn't sad at all. I remember Josh and I spending so much time looking for the perfect house. It's amazing that we chose that one because the walls were covered in flowery wallpaper and the ceilings were pink. I guess we saw beyond the cosmetics. Truthfully, we both left that house after seeing it for the first time and said "that reminds me of the house I grew up in." We were so excited to buy that house together. We loved having our friends over to "our house." We brought our teeny, tiny baby home to that house and it was the backdrop for all of my memories of his infancy. All of those memories are the reason that it's a little difficult for me to say goodbye. Those walls saw so much! When I left the other night, I thought that I would be going back one more time. However, Josh has taken care of everything and there's no need for me to return. It's probably better that way... I'm sure that I would cry :)