Or “how things are going”.
Some days are easy. I’m excited about rediscovering the town I grew up in. I’m excited about living near my family. I’m excited about our new Church and the girls’ new schools.
Some days are hard. I’m lonely but surrounded by people. I’m heart broken over leaving the people we love in Omaha. I miss our old preschool and doubt I will find anything similar here. I haven’t found a new midwife practice that I feel at home with (my old midwives were amazing, I miss them so much). I wonder if this house will ever feel like home. This is my view from my favorite rocking chair:
We pulled up carpet from the whole first floor of the house. I was optimistic that the floors might look ok but they are in awful, terrible shape. We have to refinish all of the wood floors on the first floor. They can’t come until the end of December so we can’t unpack very much of the first floor. The next room over is purple with a green ceiling. There are still boxes everywhere (because we can’t unpack). Everywhere I look is mess. Not pictured: floral stained glass on either side of the door. The house is cold and drafty and I hate my new oven and cooktop stove. I’m not trying to sound like a brat. But it’s hard living here when I loved our old house.
Some days I go back and forth between easy and hard in a matter of minutes. I cry easily. I’m assuming this is all situational. That it will work itself out. I’m not able to run because of a pregnancy complication, that isn’t helping my mental state either. I’m assuming we will meet people in our neighborhood and school and get comfortable with new friends. But I just don’t know if the heartbreak will ever go away.
Oh, Kelly, I’m so sorry. I remember sitting on the couch with Bill after we moved into this place and just bawling saying, “What have we done?!” It doesn’t help that this is a time of year where our “home” means so much. Peace to you, lady. May everyday you feel more at home. xo
P.S. I hate my stove, too, and I even picked it out!
Moving is so stressful anyway, and you’ve had to do so much over the last few months on top of that! Sometimes it feels like it’s all at once. Perhaps after a little while things will get easier and life will smooth out. xo friend, I hope that things will ease up soon.
Sometimes you should post a disclaimer before your post. Something like, Steph don’t read if you are at work or in a room full of LO people. We have to get together soon. Our hubbies can share a beer, our kids can have a playdate, and we can share a cry. I would say a glass of wine too but maybe a cookie or something instead. Missing you terribly!!!!
Uprooting and moving is so painful! We’ve done it twice and each time I am so lonely it is nearly unbearable. Somehow telling myself to expect it to suck for a while makes it a little better. It’s also good if you can make some plans in advance. If you can plan a visit to old friends or nearby family, try to schedule something 2-3 days in advance so it’s not too far off but gives you something to look forward to. If your living environment is stressful, try not to spend too much time there. Go to library for story time, play at the mall playplace…just past the time until it’s better. If you can, liberalize your budget just a little. It’s much more fun to explore a new city if you feel like you can stop in at interesting shops or eateries for a little taste when you want to. Most of all, just try to tell yourself…this too will pass. You are a great wife, mother, daughter, sister and all around person. These types are never without friends for long……God bless. I’ll keep you in my prayers.
If it helps I’m super excited you are back in Lincoln so I can actually see you this year! See you soon!
Oh, sweet Kelly, I’m so sorry you’re not doing good. I know moving is so hard and I wouldn’t want to move in the middle of winter, especially if you can’t really unpack and you’re cold! I’m so sorry. Sending you love, Kyndale
Thinking of you as you settle in–moving is so, so hard. I’m still opening boxes now and again (and promptly close them back up as I have no idea what to do with the contents inside), and still miss the “study” crew like crazy. That said, I’m up for the challenge, appreciate how God sneaks me to the edge of my comfort zone (O-town was so comfortable for me). Anne Marie was right–”those types are never without friends for long.” I appreciate your honesty and I think of you often.
Kelly, I’m just getting caught up on blogs….I hope things feel more settled in for you. I love seeing you and your sweet girls on IG so much. Keep on keeping on. You’re doing a great job with your family! 💛💜💛💜