This housing search has engulfed every conversation Clay and I have lately. Between that a baby stuff, I don’t think we talk about much else. Life seems to be moving right along… at a steady pace… I need a shake up. I need some adventure, a new hobby, or maybe I just need to get Ezra on a good schedule so I can free up some time and get some sleep! Whatever it is, something has GOT to change.
Anyone else feel this way? Maybe post baby? Don’t get me wrong, I am happy. I am obsessed with my little peanut and the joy he bring to me. I just feel like the ME part of me is drifting away somewhere in “Working Mommy Who Hasn’t Had Time To Grocery Shop In Weeks” Land.
Back to the housing sitch. We have put offers on 3 houses, all of which we were not the lucky ones. It seems our only hope of getting into a house is to choose one that NOBODY ELSE COULD POSSIBLY WANT, otherwise, they all have multiple offers and we never win! It’s a game. A game that I hate. A game that has broken my heart several times and I’m sure plans to break it a few more before we’re finished.
For now, I am reminding myself to enjoy the little moments. The other day, after I had just given Ezra a bath and made the bed with clean sheets, we snuggled and played until our hearts content. He would grab my face and plant a slobbery one on me, and I’d tickle his chubby legs because that makes him giggle the hardest. This went on for until for a good while, next thing I know, he just sound asleep next to me. OH MY GOODNESS I just love being a mama.