We closed on our house mid June, but we haven't moved in yet. Our contract on the rental house says we need to give 60 days notice to leave, so we're taking advantage of that 60 days and move slowly. The problem is "slowly" means prolonging the exhaustion. For the past couple of weeks I've been driving back and forth and bringing whatever I can to the new house, with the twins in tow since their school was closed for a week. Thankfully, I didn't have Big M with me since he's been in summer camp for the past 2 weeks. I wonder if this going back and forth has gotten the girls used to the house enough so that they would be right at home when we finally sleep there? I can only hope.
This weekend starts a more intense move, with the help of a couple of Daddy's friends. Our new couch and new breakfast table was delivered today so the house already has some furniture in it. I'm particularly excited about the breakfast table because it fits 6! Our current one only sits 4 and with the growing family, we need a growing table. :)
Little M has been good, though there are times when I cannot tend to him so he is left alone crying. He doesn't like that very much and he lets me know it. After being left to cry for a bit, he gets mopey for a while even after I am finally able to hold him. Mopey = he stops breastfeeding for a second or two just to cry for another second and then gets back to feeding again. It's not just any cry though, it's a cry that says, "I'm all alone in the world because my momma ignores me!" ....complete with pouty lower lip and all.