Sep 1, 2010

New month new house!


The move is complete! We have been here over a week and things are coming together. With endless help from family we've made the trek to Montana and love it! This was not easy. I had a perfect picture in my head. Every box marked and placed with similar boxes and stored so that when it came time to unload it would be obvious where they went. After all I had a whole month to pack. In this perfect picture I was the perfect, sweet, kind, soft spoken and gentle prego house wife. Hair and makeup done, dinner on the table and boxes stacked nicely awaiting wonderful movers. Laughing with Papa Bruce, building great last memories in a beautiful home we were leaving behind. Now, scratch the record and start the darkest music you can think of,dim the lights and have horror movie creaking and scratching and some psycho with crazy eyes a hunched back foaming at the mouth talking to herself and lashing out at everyone...that's the reality of our move. I was the foamer. No sweetness in this prego. Many of you know the details of our move so I won't spend time on that. Also it's quite embarrassing to reflect on my behaviour. I think it is safe to say that we won't be moving for a very long time and if/when that day happens Dana might have to be medicated and my family might change their numbers!
Dana and Autumn spent a day in a hotel near the Mesa airport so that we (Papa Bruce and I) could finish watching the new GREAT movers reload (yes reload) and then head out. We left about 3p.m on Sat. Me in a car with Gemini and the plants I could fit (3 left behind)and Papa Bruce in the huge U-haul with a trailer holding my car packed to the gills, and his co-pilot Bean. The drive was gorgeous! I would one day like to do it with no schedule or desire to get somewhere. I pulled over a few times to take pictures and to carry our old girl Gemini to the nearest grass. Her travel legs are not what they used to be and after a few hops in and out she was done. Dad and I met the first night for a meal and realized the tie downs for the car were not working. He had his hands full with the huge load and tons of hills. We drove most of the night and stopped in Nephi Utah. Utah has enormous deer! Not one of them crossed the line into my path but one did meet the bumper of the truck. We rested a couple hours and hit the road again. It was a gorgeous morning! Even the thump of a very large pigeon trying to eat a bug or something off my windshield didn't dampen my mood. After all I had left crazy back in Buckeye and I wanted to get to Dana and Autumn as soon as I could. So the drive was uneventful really, which makes a great drive. I was nearly home that evening, a day before most thought I would be there. I got a text from my Mother. "Wait for us at Eddys Corner, we are going to meet you". Open the flood gates, I'm home and my mom is going to be the first to greet me! When I saw Mom and Dad I was beyond emotional but didn't cry. Not sure why but maybe the traffic jam outside Judith Gap calmed my nerves. Just a few short miles to go and we were in Lewistown. Dana and Autumn had their very own dramatic 24 hours and were waiting at Mamma Jo's and Papa Bobs. Dana had kept Autumn entertained and calm in a hotel for an entire day and night and when the end was in sight and they were sitting peacefully on the plane the dreadful "Uh, folks we have a light on that we need to check out" came over the speakers and everyone was moved to another plane. This took 20 mins. but when you think you are leaving at 9a.m and have the babe relaxed and in your lap ready to crash out on a bottle, 20mins is a life time and also a window of a nap slamming shut. Sweet Dana doesn't like to fly anyway and this was his first solo with Autumn. The arrived safe, which like driving, means success.
I knew from reading several articles over the last month (even in a psychotic break I can still read) that when you leave a small one for a day or longer expect to be treated like the babysitter when you get back. So, I wasn't too surprised when Autumn reached for my mother and gave me the cold shoulder when we pulled up. If someone had a camera at the moment Dana and I saw each other I think it would have been pure comedy. I felt like a deer in headlights, like my body was still moving 90mph, I mean 65 because that's the speed limit right;)and Dana looked like he had been through a whirlwind. We couldn't believe it had only been the day before that we saw each other.
Well, now we were here, all problems are solved and I can become that sweet perfect prego. Sorry folks, crazy hitched in on my back somewhere and it has been a struggle. So much has been done for us. We are forever so grateful for all the help, especially all the work that Mamma Jo and Papa Bob have done to our new home. Now it is just the process of unpacking. It is so much different here. We have family so close we can drop Autumn off and have a kid free work zone, or we can take a breather and cruise to GreatFalls and see my family for a picnic and see my very talented little sister sing at the baseball game. This is what it's supposed to be like, family helping us raise our little one. We miss our friends in Arizona, we met wonderful people there, but with text and email and all the other addictive things, it will be easy to stay in touch!
There is so much more to our journey but I need to step away a bit. I've missed the blog more than facebook! Amazing~ Today it is raining again, it's wonderful. Our goal today is to hang curtains. Yesterday our goal was to take a break from opening another box. At least that was my unspoken goal! Dana put together a gift from the B.Goodans until Papa Bob came over and helped finish it. Now my kitchen is something Martha Stewart would be fond of! We also meet our new doc. today and check in on Dominic. Our days are flying but at the end of them sitting in the new house, waving to parents after a shared meal and sleeping with the windows open we couldn't have asked for anything more. Oh it is good to be home!

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