Yesterday, as Diana from Hormonal Imbalances wrote about, I went to see her (my best friend). She lives almost three hours away from me and I took the baby and the dog and drove out for the day. I did this because we’re moving in exactly a week and I wanted to make sure I got to see her mom and dad and introduce Dylan AND, most importantly, spend a special day with her.
I am so conflicted about how I feel right now! I have already talked about this in the past as a hypothetical but, now it’s real…
There are so many great things that will come out of this move:
We will be leaving the first HOME we have made as a family. We will be leaving the first real church family we have ever had. Dylan won’t grow up with Bella, Calla, Elli, or Peyton (his girlfriends… most of my friends had girls!). Dylan won’t remember this house, this neighborhood, or our church. We just started to really get to know our neighbors (yes, it’s been two whole years and this is just now happening AND we still haven’t met some of them) and we won’t know ANYONE in our complex :*( I also have no idea if there will be a lot of other moms for me and kids for Dylan.