Lola & Oatmeal move to Katy!

Well, it’s been a while since I posted because…

We moved!  We are Katy people now – woohoo!

Oatmeal began moving the weekend before Thanksgiving.  Things we didn’t need such as the dining room table and guest room furniture were moved the weekend before our true moving date.  We enjoyed a fun and leisurely Thanksgiving with family.  Then the following day, Black Friday, we hit the ground running.  Oatmeal, his brother’s family, and his dad moved all day.  I basically kept up with the kids and did small amounts of packing when I could.  We thought we had a great plan – to load our most essential things last so that we would be able to unload them first.  Then our most essential items didn’t fit onto the horse trailer.  (Yes, we not only punished ourselves by moving without professional help, but we did so in a trailer that large animals poop in.)  So we decided to just drive the hour and a half to Katy, unload the trailer, and send the guys back for the second load.

Only it took much longer than we expected to unload.  My father in law busted his ankle and was on the couch with an ice pack soon after arriving.  We realized we were starving and ended up feeding 10 people take-out from a Mexican restaurant on our patio table (five of the ten people which were age 4 or younger).  Then it was dark outside, so we just threw mattresses on the floor and went to sleep.  All things considered, our first night was okay.  The kids slept great, but I think Oatmeal and I each slept with one eye open because we kept worrying about them waking up in a new house!

Saturday was just as busy.  We gathered the rest of our belongings and hauled them to Katy.  Sunday was entirely devoted to cleaning and mowing and combing our old house for every last belonging.  On Sunday night we were basically in the midst of chaos and completely exhausted.  Oatmeal returned to work on Monday morning, and we’ve just been chipping away at unpacking and organizing since then!  A box unpacked here, a piece of furniture moved there….we are moving at a snail’s pace.

So after our first full week of living in Katy, I can say with 100% certainty that it is a-m-a-z-i-n-g to live so close to Oatmeal’s office.  He used to rise in the 4 or 5am hour to get ready for work and left anywhere between 5:30-6:30am to commute for over an hour.  Now he wakes up around 6am and spends the morning with Poppyseed, leaving at 7:15am or so and getting to work 5 minutes later.  He even comes home every day at noon.  We get to sit down and eat lunch as a family.  He usually even spends a few minutes playing with the kids, or he helps with a quick chore, or simply holds the baby for me while I get something done.  In the afternoons he is able to work an extra half hour and still be home by 5:30.  Sometimes he is finished right at 5pm, meaning he is walking in the door at 5:05pm.  We are able to eat dinner right after he gets home and then spend some time reading books to Poppyseed, cleaning up, unpacking a box or two, and getting the kids to bed by 7-7:30.

This whole scenario is so unlike our life in College Station.  I felt like I was parenting all alone at times, and while I did have the support of dear friends and neighbors, I just plain needed my husband.  My little girl missed him, too, and it felt like he never even saw the baby.  It is so very different now!  So, we just love all of this time with Oatmeal!

Another bonus is that we are all getting more sleep.  There are more hours in the day spent at home getting things done.  We are eating much healthier because he is able to eat lunch here.  I used to pack him a meager lunch to take to work and sort of graze all day long myself, but every day last week we actually sat down and ate a real home cooked meal with meat and vegetables and the whole deal.

I must admit that I do miss being able to take Poppyseed to preschool. Certainly there are days where I feel as if she is climbing the walls here.  Our life sort of revolves around the baby’s eating and sleeping patterns for now, but I did get her out to the library for storytime, and we take a trip to the park daily.   I just contacted a crossfit gym that has adult supervision for littles, so I am hoping to go on Friday.   We went to a church on Sunday that we really liked, and I hope to call/email/stalk their preschool director until she helps us get into the 2 year old class in the middle of the year.  (I can try, right?)  I should probably email the MOPS coordinator and see if I’m still at the bottom of the waitlist, too.

As for the house, we love it.  I have begun writing out a t0-do list every day, and it is satisfying to check little things off of the list each evening and see that we are actually making some progress!  There are still stacks and boxes everywhere, but it will get done.  My goal is for everything to be organized and unpacked by Christmas.

The kids have adjusted SEAMLESSLY.  Poppyseed has not even asked about her old house or her old room.  She actually hasn’t even asked about her old school, which shocks me because she used to beg to go every day.  She loves our neighborhood park, and the big city park across the street from our subdivision is so fun that it makes her head spin.  Baby Middle sleeps just as well in his new nursery as he did at our old house, although let’s not pretend he really sleeps very well in general!   And as I said before, they are each just happier kids now that they get to see Oatmeal so often.

So, despite the half-empty rooms and total disorganization, things are really going well.  I think we are all happier and healthier as a result of this big move.  Here are some pictures of our lives of late.

One of Poppyseed's first mornings at our new house and she puts on her Halloween costume, grabs her Easter eggs, and asks if it's still Thanksgiving.

One of Poppyseed’s first mornings at our new house and she puts on her Halloween costume, grabs her Easter eggs, and asks if it’s still Thanksgiving.

One week after we moved, the sale of our old house was final.  WHEW.   It is both a relief and a sad feeling to know that we no longer reside on Stone Cove Court!

One week after we moved, the sale of our old house was final. WHEW. It is both a relief and a sad feeling to know that we no longer reside on Stone Cove Court!

There are 10 homes on our street, but only 3 are occupied.  The other 7 are either empty or under construction.

There are 10 homes on our street, but only 3 are occupied. The other 7 are either empty or under construction.

The Fulham crew came to play on Friday.  Cardboard house coloring, fighting, and mimosas were aplenty.

The Fulham crew came to play on Friday. Cardboard house coloring, toddler fighting, and mimosas were aplenty.

Poppyseed was happy to show off her new park, and we only had a few heart attacks in the process.

Poppyseed was happy to show off her new park, and we only had a few heart attacks in the process.

Hard to believe how fast these nuggets are growing!

Hard to believe how fast these nuggets are growing!

Oatmeal and I hired a real life babysitter on Friday night and went out for our 4th anniversary.  We ate steaks, drank wine, and were home by 9:15pm.  Crazy ole married couple.

Oatmeal and I hired a real life babysitter on Friday night and went out for our 4th anniversary. We ate steaks, drank wine, and were home by 9:15pm. Crazy ole married couple.

On Saturday I decided to try going to IKEA with just the baby.  While attempting to load a bookshelf onto a dolly by myself, a couple helped me out but not before telling me, "Lady, no offense but you're crazy for trying to do that with a baby."  He was screaming the entire time.

On Saturday I decided to try going to IKEA with just the baby. While attempting to load a bookshelf onto a dolly by myself, a couple helped me out but not before telling me, “Lady, no offense but you’re crazy for trying to do that with a baby.” He was screaming the entire time.

Now that Oatmeal is home at a reasonable hour, he gets to give Baby Middle his last bottle while I give Poppyseed a bath.  It seems that pumping and giving him a big bottle before bed is helping him sleep (a little) longer!

Now that Oatmeal is home at a reasonable hour, he gets to give Baby Middle his last bottle while I give Poppyseed a bath. It seems that pumping and giving him a big bottle before bed is helping him sleep (a little) longer!

This is our breakfast room, where we eat all three meals of the day as a family.  Yes, that's a patio table (made by Oatmeal himself) standing in for a dining table.  And Poppyseed wanted her picnic table inside, too.  Why not?

This is our breakfast room, where we eat all three meals of the day as a family. Yes, that’s a patio table (made by Oatmeal himself) standing in for a dining table. And Poppyseed wanted her picnic table inside, too. Why not?

The kitchen, aka my office, is the only room in the house that is completely and totally unpacked and organized.

The kitchen, aka my office, is the only room in the house that is completely and totally unpacked and organized.

The living room is coming along, but we still have some boxes stashed behind the couch.  All in due time.

The living room is coming along, but we still have some boxes stashed behind the couch. I will probably focus on this room the most in coming months, since this is sort of the “hub” of our home.  Curtains and a new couch are on my wish list.  All in due time. 

We did manage a bit of Christmas decorating!  This is probably the extent of our holiday cheer in 2014.  Maybe next year we will get lights on the roof and the village houses assembled.

We did manage a bit of Christmas decorating! This is probably the extent of our holiday cheer in 2014. Maybe next year we will get lights on the roof and the village houses assembled.

 

This is the formal dining room, AKA a room we will probably never use.  I will buy a table and chairs for this area one day, but it will probably be a very long time.

This is the formal dining room, AKA a room we will probably never use. I will buy a table and chairs for this area one day, but it will probably be a very long time.

This is to be Oatmeal's study.  Right now it has the old antique desk and work table shoved against the wall, but I think this room has promise.  It's just not going to happen overnight.  Or this month.

This is to be Oatmeal’s study. Right now it has the old antique desk and work table shoved against the wall, but I think this room has promise. It’s just not going to happen overnight. Or this month.

Well, off to do some pumping and online Christmas shopping.  Toodles.

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