Bitter Sweet!

Today is the 1^st official day our house is on the market. It’s bitter sweet, I know it being on the market means that we are almost done with Residency but I can’t help being sad. We LOVE our house, from the moment we first walked in (it was still in the building process) we both fell in love. I’ve known we would have to sell but it always seem so far into the future not reality. Even last night when the sign was being put in the yard it didn’t hit me. This morning when I got up and check my email and our realtor had already emailed me about someone wanting to see the house, it HIT ME! It hasn’t made to realtor.com yet, it’s only been in the MLS since 4pm yesterday and someone wants to see it already!! Like, our realtor (who is also a friend of mine) said it’s a good sign. I found myself thinking they can’t see my house. This is the home we brought both of our children home to it has their nurseries. I spent hours working in their rooms. Alana first steps and words where in the house. Davis, crawled for the first time here, and at some point he will take his first steps. Our house means so much to us, the memories. We have a picture of John and I in the front courtyard the day we found out we where expecting Alana. Those are memories we will take with us forever. The sad truth is Alana and Davis won’t remember this house. Through pictures Alana might remember but even then I don’t think she will. There are so many things about this house we will miss. We have our close friends two doors down, it will be so sad to leave them. Just yesterday, the kids where playing and Owen (the Brown’s little boy) looked right at us and said, I love her meaning Alana. It was so sweet! They are going to miss each other so much. Alana thinks he is moving with us. She keeps telling him when we move to Portland, we can play with more of my toys, my mommy had to put them in storage. It will be one sad day in June when we drive away from this house. I will miss driving up the hill to the neighborhood, going down and Alana telling me we are on a roller coaster and putting her hands in the air! Camino Del Sol, it’s been a good 6 years we will miss you like crazy!

Back to Blogging!

It's been a few months since I last posted, busy life of a mother of two. Now, that Davis is getting older I’m hoping to have more time to blog. Since we are moving 2,000 miles away in 3 ½ months, I think it will help for family and friends to keep up with us.

We are doing great, preparing for our move to Portland, OR. Lots to do between now and June but it’s all coming together. I can’t believe we are in the final months of Residency. Time as gone so fast, it feels like it was just yesterday that John told me we where moving to El Paso for Residency. That was over 6 years ago! When I was a kid I would have given anything for time to go faster now as an adult I wish it would slow down some. Our kids are growing up fast. I love the stage of life we are in right now. I wish I could freeze time.

Like I said before, John is in his final months of Residency, you would think 4 years of under grad, 4 years of Medical School and 6 years of Residency would be enough schooling for him but not my John. He has 2 more years to go. He is going to fellowship in Pediatric Surgery! I sure hope he is done after that for a while!

Alana is just prefect! She is 4 going on 25, there is never a dull moment with her. I love being her mommy, she is an emotional train wreck most days, but they say that is Girl for you. She has taken to being the BIG sister like a duck to water. She loves Davis, always worried about him. If she isn’t wearing a princess crown then something is wrong. It’s a daily fashions statement in our house. I have to wear them at times only because she tells me every princess needs a Queen! She can’t wait to move to Portland. Over the last few months I have been putting things in storage Alana has been great about it. Telling me “Mommy, I will play with that again, it just needs to put up for people to buy our house”. I expected it to be a lot harder on her but she once again shows me how easy going with change she is.

Davis…. Oh my sweet baby boy!! He is 8 months old now, and gives me a run for my money daily. I have to watch him like a hock. He has thrown himself out of his high chair, turned the hot water on himself a few times, fallen off the bed a few times. If you set him down he will take off, he is crawling backwards and sideways. He can go front wards but realizes he can get there fast by rolling. The other day he got himself stuck in under my dresser. His favorite place is under my bed, he laughs when he gets under there. He is busy. He up to 17 pounds and doing great!!! For be a 33 weeker the kid has caught up, no delays at this point. We have been told that if there aren’t any developmental delays at this point he won’t have any. I sure hope he isn’t walking before we move, he can be delayed on walking mommy would be just fine with that.

I hope to blog more over the coming months.