Why is it that time flies by when you want it to drag out? This is my last week living in North Carolina and it is going by WAY too quickly for my liking.
Mike started his new job on February 1st and left me and Dylan behind to finish the packing. He'll be back on his birthday (this Friday) to load up a moving truck and then we'll all drive to Virginia Beach on Saturday morning. Luckily, my mom was in town all last week helping me pack and it's mostly finished. Dylan and I have spent the week (so far) playing with our friends. I'm holding up okay, but I know that Friday evening I will be a complete wreck. I'm trying to hold the tears in by reminding myself that I get to come back the first weekend of March for my baby shower. But, it's just not the same. We spent the morning at a playdate and all I could think about on the drive home was how much I am going to miss being able to hang out with these ladies and their little guys any time I want to. A 3 1/2 hour drive takes a little more planning. I really need to get this all out of my system so I can start our new life in Virginia Beach with a positive attitude.
And can I just complain for a moment about how annoying it is to try and switch OB's when you're 29 weeks pregnant? Our insurance changed as of Feb 1st and I can no longer see my Dr in NC and have it covered. I was able to fit in one last appointment with her last Friday. Took my 1 hour glucose test and had a regular checkup. Baby is still doing fine and all my stats look good. However, the nurse called me on Monday to inform me that my blood sugar levels were a bit high (probably due to stress) and now I need to take the 3 hour glucose test. The same thing happened when I was pregnant with Dylan, so I'm well aware of how the 3 hour test works. The annoying part is that I need to take it as soon as possible, but I have to find a new Dr first. A new Dr who will accept me this late in my pregnancy AND can fit me in next week. Technically I should be taking the 3 hour test this week, but since I haven't moved yet that's not exactly feasible. After calling 6 different practices today, I finally found one. But man, that was irritating telling my 'interesting' situation to 6 different receptionists. Go figure the nicest one was the last one I called.
Blah. Okay, now that my venting is out...Dylan and I have had fun this week. Tonight we're going to dinner with our playdate friends. Tomorrow we'll play some more. Friday morning we will go to breakfast with some other friends. By lunch time, Mike should be here (I do not do the single mom thing very well). Friday evening, we are ordering pizza and my two good friends are bringing their husbands to help load a truck. Their little guys can keep Dylan busy. What a great way for Mike to ring in his 30s, huh?
I do have some new pictures to post, but that's going to have to wait a week or two.
This is a peek at our dining room/living room the day after we moved in. While the room has cleared out significantly since last week, there are still boxes to be unpacked and stuff that needs to find a home within our new home. I'm hoping that by the end of this weekend, we will have things mostly in order. I'm ready to get to the fun stuff - getting ready for baby/setting up the nursery.
Dylan has been a trooper through this whole move. I know the child is bored out of his mind, but he has been so so good. He set up camp in a little alcove amongst the boxes. He plugged his travel dvd player into the wall, put in a favorite dvd, grabbed some snacks and just sat on the floor watching a show. After a week and a half of this, however, I think he's almost over it. Good thing we've already met some people from church and they have a weekly play group on Wednesday mornings. We weren't able to go this week because we're both sick, but at least we have one thing to look forward to during the week.
The week before we left Raleigh, we had a nice snow/ice storm come through. The first year we lived in NC, it did not snow at all and barely got below 40 degrees. Of course, that year I went all out and bought Dylan snow pants, a winter coat, hat, gloves, the works. Last year, I bought him a couple winter vests (you know, the big ol' puffy ones) and a hat/mittens. It snowed about 7 inches overnight and that lasted about a week. Other than that, Winter was pretty mild. This year, I bought him nothing that could be considered snow/Winter gear. This was the year that Winter decided to actually descend upon NC! It was freezing cold and the snow/sleet/ice just kept coming. Luckily Dylan's hat and mittens from last year still fit him. Other than those, we had to make do with piling on the layers so he could go play outside in the white stuff. He sure didn't seem to mind.
All in, we are surviving. Mike and I have moved plenty of times in our short marriage, but this one has really taken it's toll on all of us. We are adjusting and I'm sure we'll be just fine here in Virginia Beach, it's just going to take some time.