5 years ago we moved into our current house. We had so many dreams and plans to make this house our lifelong house. When we moved in it was just Chase, myself, RC, and TC. Within the next 4 years we added two more munchkins to the fun. Baby girl just turned a year old on Friday, and let me just tell you that having 3 boys, hubby, and myself is hard enough with one bathroom, I can only imagine the terror it will be in just one year.
I love my house. It was built in 1930, has 4 bedrooms, a dining room, big kitchen, huge living room, and a room I like to call my "sitting room." That's where I am now, sitting in the recliner, listening to the boys wind down behind me, watching Baby Girl in her crib sleeping, listening to the fish tank, and watching the front door waiting for hubby to get home. I can watch the kids play from this spot, watch them eat their snacks at the kitchen table, watch them grow up.
I'm going to be sad to leave this house, but it has become obvious that we have outgrown our little city lot. The kids can't play outside for too long because the neighbor hood kids like to play in the road, and I won't let the kids. I've always dreamed of raising my kids on a farm, with animals to care for, a pond to fish out of, woods to hunt in, a garden to plant and harvest. Since I have graduated nursing school, this dream seems closer to reality. Of course there is always the possibility it could be a few more months before we sale our house, but I've already started preparing myself for that day. We have all grown so much in this house. We have seen heartache, sorrow, joy, and peace come through the doors. I am looking forward to the next leg of our journey.
*CrowderCrew Mom*
