House Love?

The house is growing on me. The boys have adjusted to the change and finally, so have I. The nostalgia for the old house is still there, but it isn't ruling my emotions anymore. It's embarrassing - I cried over that house every day. I missed the big yard full of dirt, the dingy white walls, the security of being on base, the community feel, even the little geckos that invaded my house on a daily basis. I would remember Maddox riding his 4wheeler in that yard and then the bawling would start and I would wail, "I miss my old house! I miss the neighborhood!" And Maddox would tell me, "Mommy, don't cry! Be a big boy!"

Well, I am being a big boy, and moving on.

I drank too much of Moe's "Southern Tea" lastnight and it had me wired until 2 am. I was moving chairs, computers, desks...like a woman Conan.

This is good news. It means I am liking my new house enough to decorate it.

Andrew is temporarily on midshift and since he sleeps during the day, it has been quite a challenge to keep the boys quiet. It's impossible, really, but I try to keep the screaming to a minimum. Maddox is the screamer and Jude is everything else: the mischief maker, the climber, the pooper (he has learned how to take off his diaper and the other morning I got quite a surprise when I walked into his room).

So...things with us Therrells are busy and always changing - just the usual. It has made me realize, though, that you can always step up and find strength to adjust to a new situation, whether it's Andrew working all night and me being here alone or moving into a strange house full of challenges.

I've had to shift my attitude a lot lately, but it's helped to turn the situation around. And now that the boxes are gone, it's time to turn all attention to: MADDOX'S 3RD BDAY PARTY. It's going to be cute (you'll see) and the best part: family is coming!

Thought these balloons were red, but...they're pink. 

Enjoying the best part of our new house: a private backyard!