a long time! Yesterday my mum was kind enough to take Dylan out for the afternoon so that I could do some packing and the result is huge piles of boxes full of 'stuff' and a house that looks just as full as when I started!
I am excited about our new house. We are moving because where we live currently will not have enough space when there are two tiny terrors around and the thought of moving with two children is more terrifying than moving with one. We have a lovely new house not far at all from where we are now, which has much more space both downstairs and upstairs, which in my head means I can buy more shoes to fill it with but the reality is that it will house the toys and equipment for two growing boys and maybe give us some space to relax in as well.
My favourite part, well okay then, the only part I actually enjoy, of moving is that some things that have been waiting months to be done are finally getting organised. As I pack up my wardrobe I find myself throwing out clothes that haven't been worn in more years than I care to remember, and I find things that will work well as maternity wear that I had completely forgotten about. I have also packed away in labelled boxes all of Dylan's old clothes, meaning we are one step closer to being ready for Squish to arrive in only a few short months. I am an expert at procrastination, but I find it very therapeutic to sort things out so hopefully the new house will be much more organised and clearer than the current one!