Moving Shenanigans

Friday, August 22, 2014

Since we've been married my husband and I have moved three times.
That doesn't sound like much but when you take into consideration that we have only been married for (almost) four years, that's probably more than the average Joe. 

I thought that moving was somewhat stressful before we had a baby, and for that I want to go back and tell past Nicole that she should have stopped complaining and making a mountain out of a mole hole (is it a mole hole or a mole hill? I'm not really sure).
Because honestly, moving really isn't that difficult when it is just you and your significant other.

Throw a baby into the mix, and it's a totally different story.

I'm sure that later on down the road if we have multiple children, I will be telling this current version of myself to shut it because I'm pretty sure that moving with multiple little ones would be even MORE difficult. 

But for now, this is my reality.

After being at my parents house for a little over two weeks our first round of stuff from Italia arrived on Monday.


Little man now has a crib! My husband and I have more than a weeks worth of clothes (we have been recycling the same 7-10 outfits for a month), various baby necessities (diaper genie and changing pad anyone?), and of course toys. 

All week long I've been trying to "move" us into my parents house.
Yes, it's Friday and I'm still not completely done (almost, I swear!).
Trying to accomplish a task here and there during nap times or when our little associate is busy at work in his "office" makes simple things like organizing and emptying boxes take way longer than it ever should. 

The "office"

Honestly, I could live in chaos way longer than is probably socially acceptable, but I feel bad leaving my parents home in total disarray for too long. 

In a month (or two) we will get to do this whole shebang all over again when we move out of Nana and Gpa's house and into our own place.

When you look at the big picture picture though, none of that really matters. As long as I get to see these two goofballs every single day I could live in a box. 

I know you are probably thinking, "Nicole, why don't you go finish unpacking instead of sitting on your computer typing up this post?"

You're completely right. My coffee is gone and my child is still asleep, so I will get back to moving us in and making us feel more at home.

Happy Friday y'all!

Getting real in Florida

Monday, August 18, 2014

Blogging is a funny thing.
People only see what you choose to show them, and sometimes that can give a skewed impression of what your life is really like.

I try to share whatever is happening in my life at a given time, but I've realized that when things aren't so peachy I just don't have the time (or energy) to blog.

It's not that I'm trying to hide anything, its just that sitting down to write a blog post is the last thing on my mind.

Nothing is going badly right now, it's just that things have been stressful.

After moving out of our home in Italy we lived in a hotel for a couple of days before heading to Portland Oregon. Jacob got the opportunity to meet lots of family and friends, but the nine hour time difference was rough on our little guy. He finally started to adjust after two weeks, and then we rocked his world again and headed home to Florida.

Since then Jacob has started solids, started crawling, and had more than one tooth poke through.
He hasn't slept through the night since we got to Florida, which he was doing without a problem back in Italy.

It's been a rough couple of weeks. 

Throw in car searching and house hunting, and this mama is getting close to losing her mind (although I think we have solved both of these problems!).

With that being said, I am so thankful to have my parents here. I love that Jacob gets to see them every day, and it's such a help having them around to watch the little guy when I need a break.
We are living with them until we find a home of our own, which takes some of the stress and pressure off of the whole ordeal. 

As things begin to settle down I hope to have more time to blog, because there are lots of things that I want to share. 
I really do miss this blog.

Thanks so much for continuing to read, and if you have any tips on how to get a six month old to sleep through the night please send them my way.

Mama really misses sleep.