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On the other side

We packed up, we moved separately so that I didn’t hit any too-pregnant-to-fly limits, we unpacked, we found a preschool for Jacob, we unpacked, we got Jacob through the many transitions, we unpacked, the baby grew, I swelled, we all slept, we cursed the humidity, we unpacked, we started working, the baby grew, the baby grew, the baby grew.

We’re still alternating between this idyllic, lazy, warm, and sunny life that I imagined we’d lead here in Boston, and the utter hell that is trying to unpack and set a house up and get a toddler to understand why we don’t live in Monterey anymore and start new jobs and deal with the million-and-one things that a move dumps onto you while one adult is essentially incapacitated and cranky with a late pregnancy.

But now that we’re through the worst of it, I think we do have a fairly idyllic stretch ahead of us. Jacob certainly already things things are wine and roses. Or, translated into toddler speak: Popsicles,

sprinklers,

and chocolate-zucchini cake.

And we’re all hoping that this baby comes just a bit early.

One Response to “On the other side”

  1. on 22 Jul 2008 at 5:24 pm Kisha

    You look fantastic (regardless of how sucky the end feels) and Jacob of course is cute as ever… :)

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