Familiar-ish

view from the neighborhood park

We just found out that we'll be closing on our new home Tuesday. To say the least - I'm pumped!

It's all starting to become so real. We really are buying our first house. Far away from all the comforts of "home", much further from parents and friends and stores we know the layout to..and it's real now. Almost. I don't think it will all sink in completely until much later. When the lawn is mowed and the house is cleaned. Not until the walls are painted and the furniture is in place, and the last picture is set on the mantel. As we shut out the lights and crawl into bed and lay there staring at walls that don't know us - it will sink in completely. I'm partially dreading that moment. I feel at first there will be more doubt and fear than there will be peace. Mostly because I'm somewhat a creature of habit. I enjoy the familiar and embrace change with semi-open arms. It will take time. Especially when I'm home alone with K, surrounded by unfamiliar neighbors and bugs and sounds. I'm sure I'll be counting the moments 'till Chris gets home. It took me about a week to shake the discomforts of living in a room above Hubby's Grandmother. Not because it's bad, but because it's not mine. And even though this house will be mine...it'll take time to transform from house to home. I'm really excited for that moment, when I look around and it's familiar. When my neighbors have names and I know where the brown rice is located at Neimans. I'll be home.

If anything, in all of this, I'm so thankful God understands who I am. I'm thankful for the doubt and tears and set-backs. I feel they've given us a stronger understanding of our faith and ourselves. They've given us many opportunities we'd never of had if everything would have gone as smoothly as we'd prayed it would. They've also taught us that His plan is definitely always better than ours.

And I'll say it once again, I'm excited!


In other news:

I'm amazed at K. She's grown so much since we left our townhouse over a month ago. She's crawling and pulling herself up to a standing position. She can cruise on furniture, imitate sounds and gestures, she says Mama & Dada. Everyday it's something new. Like today. She was chomping on my fingers/hand like she always does. Except today I felt something new - and sharp! A tooth! My little baby girl has a tooth! Well, almost a tooth. It's just a little sharp bump now, but I'm sure by the end of the week I'll be staring at a not-so-gummy smile. It really is amazing how fast they grow. Incredibly, sad-ly, amazing. I've been trying to prepare myself for what's to come. I just know she'll be walking soon, probably talking, and eating finger foods. And all I can do is take a deep breath and let it go. She's growing up, before I know it I'll be hanging first birthday decorations. And before I have the chance to blink I'll be hanging her graduation ones. Ugh. I think this might be the reason why some people choose to have so many children. It's so hard to watch them grow. Rewarding, but hard. However, I might just cure my baby fever with home videos rather than 19 K-named children - just saying.

We had our very 1st family photo shoot yesterday. I'm so excited to see the pics I could almost pee. I'm excited to hang our 1st pictures in our 1st house. And then I'll have to take pictures of those pictures on that wall and scrapbook them.

...I'm such an addict.