This weekend Fern got her first doll house – specifically a super cool vintage Fisher Price A-Frame – given to her by my sweet friend Becca. I know I’m probably getting a little ahead of myself here since she hasn’t even totally mastered the art of smiling yet, but I just can’t wait for her to be able to play with it. I can just picture all the fun times we’re going to have.
But, aside from all of this fun, this house was a reminder of the real house we’re planning on moving into in the next month or so (as long as nothing last minute falls through). It won’t be a very far move, but still the very idea of packing up and moving with a baby seems a little bit daunting.
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I’ve definitely had plenty of warning that this was coming since we put our house on the market last summer, but for some reason it still sort of snuck up on me. In my mind I thought we’d be moving when I was bit and pregnant still and I’d be able to finagle my way out of all the actual packing and moving. Never in my mind did I try to fathom what it would be like to move with an infant in tow. These days I’m lucky if I get in a shower or make a meal, so how am I supposed to pack up an entire house?
On top of all of this, the house that we’re in the process of buying is definitely a “fixer-upper”…as in, it needs new paint, new carpet, a new deck, a new kitchen…oh yeah…and did I mention it also needs a new roof? Minor details.
I’m really excited about the house and the new neighborhood, but it’s all just seeming a little daunting. But, then again, taking a shower seems like a bit of a daunting task these days, so maybe it’s just a matter of perspective. Either way, I’ll keep you posted on how it goes. For the time being though, I’d love your advice…
Have you moved with an infant before? If so, do you have any survival tips for me?