Empty feeling....

Our house has an empty feeling this week. We are not allowed to bring our dog with us when we move in July, so we got rid of her last weekend. It was terribly sad. My hubby even almost cried, and he has never really cared for the dog (at least that is what he says). We took her to the Humane Society, where hopefully she has been adopted into a good family by now. I miss her a lot already. Little things remind me of her all the time, and I find myself thinking about her being here when she really isn't. Last night at dinner my 4 year old announced that she had forgotten to feed the dog before dinner. I guess I am not the only one that thinks she is still around. Every time the doorbell rings I expect her to start barking. When I drop food on the floor while cooking I just expect it to be gone when I look down, but now I have to clean it up myself. I have had to stop myself from shouting at the dog to not lick the fork that one of my kids just dropped on the floor. I miss her charging into my room in the morning and putting her paws up on my bed to see why I am still in bed. I miss her cleaning up the crumbs under the dinner table. Now I have to sweep every single day. I miss her warm little body sleeping next to my feet while I am reading. I miss playing fetch with her and watching my 2 year old throw the dog's ball down the stairs for her to go get. I miss her getting excited everytime I put my walking shoes on because she knows she gets to go for a walk. I miss her adorable little face and those puppy dog eyes. I miss her funny noises and her following me around. I hope she has found a good family who will love her and take good care of her. I will miss you Josie.

I should have known....

I really should have known this would happen. We are moving. It definately isn't the first time we have moved, and it isn't the first time we have moved while I have been pregnant. In fact, this will be our 7th move in the 10 years since we got married, and out of those 7 moves I have been pregnant 4 times. So it should not have surprised me that when I got pregnant that it was time to pack up and move again. It was a BIG surprise though. My husband always had said that he didn't plan on moving again, so I settled into life here. When we first moved here I never thought it would be our last house....I guess I was right. My husband has been offered a new job, so we will be relocating at the end of July. It feels harder to move this time. Maybe it is because we have lived here longer than we lived anywhere else, or maybe it is because I don't want to uproot the kids from their school and their friends, or maybe because I don't want to leave my friends and the things I like to do here. We have a great neighborhood, and I have really enjoyed living here. I guess that is why I am sad to leave. I am well acquainted with where we are moving, in fact, my husband grew up there. It will definately be different, but I look forward to a little slower pace to life, less traffic, actually being able to hear the birds, and see the stars at night. And another thing that I am excited about is that we will be building our own home (yes, by ourselves....I know my way around a hammer!). I have always wanted to build my own house. My parents built their own house. It took a long time, but it is so neat to go there and think, "I helped shingle that roof." or "I put in those electrical outlets." It will be fun to be able to do that everyday in my own home. My husband is amazing. He can do almost anything. He builds stuff all the time, but nothing this big. He is excited to do it. It will be fun planning our dream home together. So if I am not around much these days it is because I am packing up boxes, throwing out junk I don't want to move, or cleaning my house so we can sell it. It will be a busy summer!!!!

Lack of sleep....

Life has exploded here at the Ity house. Our life is currently in a full fledged spin cycle. I have been completely overcome with anxiety and worry for the last couple of weeks. I think I am getting less sleep right now than I do after I have a newborn. I have always been envious of how my hubby can fall asleep so quickly. As soon as his head hits the pillow...even if he is in mid-sentence....he is asleep. He somehow can shut off and go to sleep quickly. I, on the other hand, lay there thinking, worrying, planning, and stressing. And I am not even safe after I fall asleep anymore. That adorable little baby inside of me keeps me getting up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and then the cycle of thinking, worrying, planning, and stressing starts all over again. I am worried that my blood pressure is going to rise in this pregnancy like it did in my first. I need to relax and get some sleep. So how do you relax so you can fall asleep at night? Any suggestions would be great. I am so tired!