Moving Time

So as I have a few minutes in between the feedings I am trying to decide what will be next. I end up doing"chores" which of course is not fun, but I have been able to knock out eight loads of laundry, and actually put them away! I always say it is never going to get to the point that I have that much laundry and somehow it always seems to pile up. I know things will be different when apartment living is over; when we have our own washer and dryer, (it can not get any worse!) Now that is the next challenge: MOVING with an 8 month old.

We are in the process of buying a house in Westminster/ Huntington Beach; and what a process it is! I do not think I have ever signed my name so many times. After awhile the paperwork just becomes a big "pile" on the table and it eventually turns into, "I know that disclosure is here somewhere..." Do not get me wrong, I am so excited! Burke finally gets her own room and we will all get a little more sleep. But my least favorite is the packing! I should be a pro at it, I have moved enough times, 12 to be exact. This will be lucky 13 which means I should be planning on staying for quite awhile.

Boxes are coming in but I just can not seem to get into the "packing" mood. I know it has to get done and I have started but... this part SUCKS! I want to just pick up everything and move without having to pack anything. Is that possible? The good thing is that I could put Burke in front of the TV for an hour to watch a Baby Einstein video, the Baby Neptune one, and she will watch that specific one for a good hour. It is amazing! She does not watch them that much so when she does, she concentrates. The funny thing is that it is ONLY the Baby Neptune video, the "water video" any others she loses interest in.

She is so incredible. she has now managed to pull herself up in her crib and now will hod on and walk from one end of the crib to the other! It is unbelievable to think just this past Christmas she was still "Baby Yoda." We had no idea who she was or what she would look like. We did not even know if she was going to be a boy or girl (at least I did not know, John said the whole time she was a girl.) It still amazes me. And she is learning so much everyday. I look at pictures of her from just a few months ago and she looks like a totally different girl. She is already said "dada" and every once in a while "hi." Last night she started getting the hang of "giving kisses" before she would just lean in but now she really will give kisses; open mouth of course, but it is a start! I can not wait for the future but I am truly enjoying every minute with her now!