Oh what a day. I planned to drop the kids off at daycare today so I could spend the day packing. Our move got pushed forward one day and Alex is out of town for the week so I am literally packing the entire house solo and having a day to myself to get things done felt like heaven. After a hectic morning to get in the car on time, I got both boys buckled in, turned the key and notta. The battery was completely dead. I am assuming that one of the 50 gigantic boxes I retrieved yesterday must have accidentally hit one of the interior lights and it drained my battery. How was I supposed to pack an entire house by myself with both kids at my heels? I had tried the day before and it was so counterproductive. I packed one box and Leo would be pulling everything off the shelves in another room. I’d pick up that stuff and he’d run upstairs and throw the folded laundry in the air. All I wanted was an XL coffee and to get these two away for the day so I could be in my packing glory. Thank the Lord I’ve got a neighbor with kids the exact same age and carseat size who is literally a life savor and not only let me borrow her car BUT also called Triple A (AAA) for me. So my day was not a complete disaster.
If you could see me now, however, I am sitting on a cushion-less couch surrounded by boxes trying to whip this blog up. I somehow managed to get enough done so I could squeeze in this blog post and I recommend someone reminding Alex that Sunday is Mother’s Day and that this mama is getting.things.done. and should be highly rewarded…if only with a thirty minute nap!)
My girl Judy here feels my pain. Her kids are almost exactly the same age as my two and she is currently on the move herself. Selling houses and packing boxes, and running on adrenaline and caffine (I’ll take my own hint here and remind her hubby Andrew that massages make a great Mother’s Day gift). There’s actually a lot that I think Judy feels me on. She is one of the few people I know who is mommy-ing full time and running her own empire. Mom-prenuership is really a unique spot to be in and I’m grateful to find friends who can really understand just how bananas it is. I am totally bummed, however, that right at the time we are moving to Charlestown, Judy and her family are moving away, because I can see what would have been so many fun playdates. This family is something special. Really and truly. They just beam with happiness and love for one another and I’m thrilled I was able to witness that. They are going to make beautiful memories in their new home, but I’m so glad that they wanted to document their memories of Charlestown before they hit the road.
Looking back at these photos, I can’t believe we packed so much in such a short time. We spent last Sunday morning running through the streets of C-town starting with a few photos at Zumes Coffee, where Judy heads every morning, hitting up Bunker Hill for a quick scooter ride, and ending at the home where Caroline and Lucy were both born. I love how these photos are one-of-kind, just like this cute lil’ family.
They’re little booties make me giggle.
I love this picture of Judy and Andrew so happy among all the chaos. This really are the craziest and happiest times.
Judy, Andrew, Caroline, and Lucy: I wish you the best of luck and hope we can still play together! I know you are going to shine.
