from we to three.

sometimes, life is hard.  

i'm not going to lie.  between a demanding toddler,  a crazy work schedule, trying to decide if we're going to uproot our family, and just the normal every day stuff of you know, putting dinner on the table and making sure there's clean diapers for the kiddo, things are crazy right now.  i pretty much want to eat half a bag of peanut butter  m&ms and take a 12 hour nap.  what i don't feel like doing is looking at homes in my spare time and trying to create imaginary budgets.  

i'm not trying to feel sorry for myself.  really, i'm not.  i mean i have it pretty good.  i have a job.  a good job, that allows me to spend as much time as possible with my baby.  we're all healthy.  we have a roof over our heads.  a roof that is not leaking and finally feels like a home and not just a house.  i really love my husband.  i mean, we don't always agree on everything but in the end we both have the same goals  and he really is my best friend.  we have a baby.  a baby who's filled our lives in ways i couldn't have imagined.  and we get to watch her discover the world every day.  and as much as i wish our family was closer i will say that being far away has made our little microfamily that much tighter.   so yeah, we have it pretty good.  everything we need and a lot of things we want.  i really shouldn't complain.  

but sometimes, things are hard.  and i think it's okay to acknowledge that, too.  we will figure out this moving thing one way or another.  but right now we're in the middle of it all and i go back and forth 12 times a day between feeling okay about moving and not wanting to go at all.  but i'm trying to be a supportive partner in all of this.  even if i may suck at it right now.    

and when you're not sure what to do, hugging a dog has been proven to make you feel 67% better.  so i recommend giving that a try.  it can't hurt.