It's already been a year

The old house

I can't believe a year has gone by since we said goodbye to our first home and moved to the Kansas City area. I was still pregnant with Owen when I got the news that Jeremy had received a promotion. So many emotions flooded my already hormone infused state. I teased Jeremy that it this didn't send me into preterm labor, we would be just fine. With Ben newly potty trained and Owen just four months old we were packed up and ready to start our new adventure.

There are a few things that I miss dearly about where we used to live like our church and our favorite restaurants, The Pasta Bowl and Napoli Pizza. I still dislike that our drive to see our parents has increased by three hours, but all in all the move has been great for us. There are churches here (but not with Father Joe and Big Al!) and the restaurants are great especially if you are a fan of barbecue. The best thing by far about living here is the family friendly atmosphere . It reminds me of where I grew up,though on a much larger scale. I still get to see tractors planting the crops in the spring and every now and then get caught behind a combine on the highway.

Jeremy has settled into his job nicely and I love his schedule. He is no longer working overnight shifts and is only on call one weekend per month. In nuclear pharmacy that's about as good as it gets! His co-workers are very friendly and fun to hang out with. I work at a Walgreen's in a nearby town one evening a week. I enjoy the store and look forward to spending a little time outside the house. Retail pharmacy in small doses suites me just fine.

I'm still amazed when Ben mentions something specific about our "old" house. When we were visiting Grandma and Grandpa over the weekend he told Grandma that we used to watch the Little Mermaid at our old house. I think the only change in his world was the TV programming.

This picture of Ben and Owen was taken the day we moved into our new house. I was relieved that it already felt like home after our first night here. I suppose the old adage is true in my case. Home is where the heart is. My heart is evidently right where it's supposed to be-here with my boys.