Moving On: Memories of Our Old House
We are moving out of our house in one week. I am a mess of conflicting emotions! We intended to move to Dundas (which, for you non-Hamiltonions, is the other side of Hamilton) within a few months of my originally moving into this house - 4+ years ago!! This house was never my dream house, and I have also craved living in an area where I can walk to stuff or take transit. Our house has been definitely a bit isolated for my tastes and I am excited to move to a more populated and cute area! We will also be closer to Jay's parents and siblings (and a tiny bit closer to my mom, too!).
I never expected to be hit with the huge wave of nostalgia and memories that overwhelmed me this month. I may not like this house much but it's still the site of the first time Jay made me dinner, where we adopted Finn, where we got married under our apple tree in the backyard, where I was pregnant, where we brought home our baby. Jay and his dad have also done so much work in our house together. And now every moment comes with a pang - "Is this the last day Molly and I will have at this home together??"
It's feeling like an introspective and kind of rough September so far. Molly is transitioning into her new daycare (with mixed results), we are packing (which is exhausting)... I am filled with memories and emotions. We are also really excited to live in the new house and hopefully NEVER MOVE EVER AGAIN. Our new home has a studio space for me, a garage for all of Jay's stuff, a sunroom, a big yard, walking distance to tons of things... it's gonna be SO SO GOOD!! I just hope we all transition okay... any tips on helping toddlers/cats/dogs/husbands adjust to new spaces?