It's home

Well we're home. It's been a week since the movers were here with all our stuff and it's home. We moved all our belongings out of the in between house last weekend to put an end to that chapter in our life and start in our home.

Miss K put it best. "We don't have to call it our new home mom, we can just call it home now. And she's right, that is what it is.

It is still chaos and boxes everywhere, but it's functional and it feels homey. It really does. We're still exhausted every night and we'll be wondering where the hell stuff is for months to come, but it's home.

Even the dog thinks so. He never seemed quite settled in the "in between house", he was happy enough, and didn't cause any trouble, but he really seems to enjoy the new house.

He plops himself down wherever he likes and seems comfortable doing so. There's no wandering, or aimless pacing looking for a spot to call his, he's just claimed it as his house as it should be.

Miss K is doing remarkably well too. This past week we've been trying to have her kick her nap while at the sitters. This is probably like playing with a loaded weapon considering all the change in the last week, but she's really doing well. Almost too well really, but it's been great.

She loves her toy room, loves the back yard, loves the barn, loves that we've got strawberries and soon to be raspberries right in our own yard. She likes her "in between room" as we have some major reno's to do before she can be in her permanent room. She's adjusted to everything really well. There's even minimal crankiness due to not having a nap which is a bonus.

Big C and I are doing ok too. We haven't killed one another yet, even though we have extended our "whatever we say to one another doesn't count" for another couple months until the renovations are done.

It feels good, to be in a house that you know you will be in for a while. It's an older place, so we know there will be the issues with having an older home, but there is still a comfort in being there and a happiness despite the speed bumps along the way.

I can see the look of satisfaction and calm in Big C when he surveys the barn and sees the endless possibilities for storage and keeping our stuff.

There is much work to be done and still about another 100 or so boxes to unpack, but we're there and I think happy for many years to come.

I still worry about the money and if we can actually pay for it all, but we'll be fine, I just have to convince myself of that while enjoying all that there is to offer at our new place.

Til next time, wherever it is that you call home I wish that it truly does feel like home to you