My reason behind slow blog posts. Bare with me in our transition and moving.
These days have become busier than ever I do believe. Every stage of babyhood comes with their own challenges, struggles, and happy moments. The grass is always greener on the other side. At 3 months you think "oh it'll be so much fun when they can get up and move". And then 12 months later they are up RUNNING and you think "oh my, I wish she would just sit still for a minute." And "wait, now where did she go again?!"
I've been through countless moves. Packing and unpacking have become a no brainer activity for me. I know what to pack and what to unpack first. I know how to pack and label. Oh, and I even started saving all my boxes and bubble wrap because we move so often (that stuff gets expensive!). I have it down to a science. It takes me about a week to unpack. And possibly another week to rearrange and tweak my organization. Piece of cake.
I love this little girl to pieces, but she definitely throws a giant wrench (ok more like stuff animal, my cell phone, the remote control, lightbulb... wait lightbulb? Maybe I should put that up somewhere higher. Where did she even get that in the first place?!) into my moving process. I can't help but laugh at her trying to help me. My little shadow sees me getting things out of boxes and putting clothes on hanger. She wants to do just like mommy. However, her ideal of helping is THROWING everything out of the box and spreading hangers out all over the floor. And then as soon as thats done she is completely over it and on to the next room. You know how it is, toddlers attention span is about 2 seconds. So then I'm off to the next room too because a toddler out of sight is usually a toddler getting into trouble. Especially in a house full of boxes and inadequate baby proofing (its a work in progress).
Time to initiate breathing techniques and patience. My crazy organization and mild case of OCD is being surpressed (with the help of some yoga breathing techniques of course). I will NOT let the chaos and the mess get to me. I will not pull my hair out looking at all the unpacked boxes and break down in a huge anxiety attack. I will remember this is our LAST move for a very long time and I have amples amount of time to get this finished. I will remember to hug this little girl and kiss her sweet little cheeks. I'll make time to for cuddles. I will make time for laughter. I will make time for what matters most in life.
In a nutshell, my life has slowed down at sixteensunbuckles for the moment. But my life has definitely sped up kissing sweet baby cheeks and running after tiny feet.
Labels: anna, mommy mondays, moving, shanks household, the big move