Home Sweet Home....
That's what I like to think when we lock up our doors at night, sit down with a cup of hot chocolate, and cuddle with the hubby and puppy. Even though Dale and I have only been in this house for two weeks, it is already feeling like we have been here for years...which is a very comforting feeling knowing that we found the right place for us. Our son, Joshua, will be arriving in less than six weeks, and I am already picturing him growing up in this house--climbing the trees in the backyard, building pillow forts in our living room, and celebrating many family holidays in the years to come.
We are very happy where we are in life right now. There was a lot that went on during the past month...some things we would like to forget and some things that we rejoiced about. Many times I think what a crazy woman I am for starting a new, stressful job as a substitute. Dale and I were also house hunting, and moved into our first home. Plus, doing all that while pregnant was not the greatest idea...but I was/am determined to make a home for our baby, and get my foot in the door in the teaching field. We also lost my grandmother and had her service the day we were supposed to move into our home. About two weeks before her death, I had written her a thank you note for giving me a rocking/gliding chair for the baby's room. I told her how I can't wait to rock my baby to sleep and read Joshua stories in that rocking chair. Also told her I can't wait to show her our new home once we are settled in. It's a little bittersweet to think about my last words to my grandmother....but I know she was very happy that we found the right home for us, and was extremely proud that she was going to have her first great-grandson.
Even with all the chaos of the month, we are sooo happy to be in our first home, and can't wait to have friends and family over.
