So, after spending several weeks in hotels, we finally got a move-in date for our new house.
Is it July 24th, like we were expecting? Nope.
Ooooh, maybe July 17th like we were really hoping. That’s a negative.
The move-in date will be July 29th, two days before my husband starts his new job.
Can I cry now? Yes? Thank you!!
I feel like we’ve been in hotels so long that I may as well become a groupie and call myself Penny Lane.
Okay, not really. But at least I might be having more fun that way. Hehe.
I miss the comforts of home and all of my shit is packed away in storage. This sucks donkey dicks.
The good news is that things are very slowly becoming a little more normal. The little hummingbird starts her new preschool here in Maine on Tuesday. I think that will help some because we’ve been in some pretty cramped quarters.
The hubby and I really need… no desperately need to have some alone time. We’ve had none since I had the miscarriage and I think that could be partly why the emotional pain of this is still so bad. We haven’t had the time to really grieve or discuss it much.
I really wanted to say fuck everything after I lost the baby but I’ve simmered down so yes I will continue blogging as long as you’ll have me.
I’ll keep this short since I need to actually start writing posts again and the door is still wide open if you’d like to guest post. It would be greatly appreciated. I’d like to have enough guest bloggers through the rest of this month and early August.
I’d really hate to see my blog be abandoned during that time and I also love hearing about your stories and what YOU have to say! Email me at elle dot mommyhood at gmail dot com.
I promise, things will get back to normal in a few weeks and my crazy ass will be writing my crazy ass posts in no time!