My Years of Transition by Anna Stindt {Guest Post}

I’m happy to have my friend, Anna, posting here today.  Anna is a social worker and mom to a 17-month-old son.  Thank you for being here, Anna! - Odd years have been good to me & I hope for the same in 2013.
  • 2003- graduated high school
  • 2007- graduated college
  • 2009- graduated from my master’s & got married
  • 2011- my son was born
  • 2013- starts our new adventure…
My husband recently got a job about 120 miles from where we currently live. Since, end of November we have started our 2013 transition of moving to a new city. We have been staying with our parents at either location due to holiday travel has well. I have to say my 17-month-old has handled it very well. A few things I have done that I think was helpful:
  • Familiar toys at both location
  • kept to his usual routine of eating & sleeping
  • have his security item (blanket/ puppy) with us at all times
  • either mom or dad have been with him everyday.
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Credit Card Fiasco

Ugh, I am so annoyed.  I never knew that moving would be such a hassle with our CREDIT CARD company.

When we first moved, I followed the standard protocol and changed our address online through my account.  After I clicked “update,” I noticed that it had reverted to our former city/state but kept our new street address.  So I changed it again.  Then it was correct.  No big deal, right?

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We Move Tomorrow!

I’ve been doing a great job of not dwelling on our upcoming move.  Somehow, I’ve managed not to daydream about what our apartment might look like (we haven’t seen it!).  Until now, that is.  We’re going to get our keys tomorrow and I cannot wait!

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Another Call for Guest Bloggers!

We’ve moved once…and we’ll be moving again!  I’m looking for guest bloggers for June 20-26 while we move from our temporary housing to our apartment.

Please pass this along via Twitter and/or Facebook to anyone you think might be interested!

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Mother’s Intuition

Last week, I had my first experience with mother’s intuition.  It makes me smile thinking about it.

We dropped C off with my parents the week of our move, so that he wouldn’t be getting into boxes and cleaning products as we prepared to leave our apartment.  He did really well with them, and we made sure we Skyped every day until moving day.

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I’ll Become a Squatter Before I Ever Move Again

Last week, we moved from one Midwestern state to another.  We’re back in our home state now, which is awesome, but let me tell you – moving is a real bitch.

I’ve always gotten stressed out during moves.  Factor in mental illness (postpartum anxiety and postpartum depression) and it’s about 1000 times worse.  I had no idea that I’d find myself holding onto sanity by an unraveling thread.  If anything had gone wrong, I’m pretty sure I’d be writing this from the nuthouse.

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The Month of Moving Begins

I’m a little sad today.  Today is the last day we have as a family in C’s first home.  We’re dropping him off with my parents tomorrow, and he’ll be with them for a week while we pack up our things and move out of state.  I’m not too sad about leaving our first family “home” behind, because let’s face it – it hasn’t been that easy living in a one-bedroom apartment.  What saddens me more is that we won’t see our little C for a week while we start the first phase of our big transition.  Phase one entails living in Hubster’s brother’s house for the 3+ weeks before we can get our keys for our new apartment, on the campus of Hubster’s new job.

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Time to Clean Out the Cupboards!

Well, we move in six days.  SIX.  DAYS.  Yeah, I’m freaking out just a little.

We’re trying to use up all of the food in our cupboards, refrigerator and freezer so that we don’t need to worry about hauling it to another state.  I discovered the motherlode of frozen fruit in our freezer.  Apparently, I was once really pumped about making smoothies.  When was the last time I made a smoothie?  Probably in December.  I’m now consuming a LOT of fruit smoothies.

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Juggling, Juggling, Juggling…

Ever feel like you’re juggling with so many balls in the air that you’re just waiting for one of them to drop?

We’re moving out of state in just over two weeks.  In the meantime, we’re trying to fit in numerous doctor appointments, C’s one-year photo session with a smash cake from a local baker, a family vacation, a family trip to the state zoo…and I know there’s more that I’m forgetting.  Plus there’s just so many details involved in moving to a new state.  Changes of address, insurance, car title/registration, driver’s license, etc.  Since we won’t be able to move to our apartment until the end of June, I’m making lists of what cannot sit in the heat of outdoor storage for a month.  I’m planning the system of how we’ll know what to leave in outdoor storage and what will need to be placed indoors.  What can we pack now, and what needs to wait until the last few days before the move?

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Mentally Checking Out

In less than a month, Hubster will graduate and shortly after that, his graduate assistantship will come to an end and we will need to move out of our campus apartment.  We don’t know exactly when we’re moving yet; mostly because we don’t know where we’re headed next.  Yet, I think I’ve already begun to mentally check out of this place.

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When Did Leaving Home Become a Hassle?!

Hubster, C and I are preparing to drive to our home state for the weekend.  He has an annual weekend with his high school buds.  C and I are going to drop him off and spend the weekend with my parents.  While Hubster smashes 5 days of work into 4 (during Homecoming week!), I’m trying to get the apartment cleaned and get everything ready to leave for the weekend.

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2×4

The larger the baby, and therefore I, get, the more I feel like there is a 2×4 stuck in my core that is impossible to bend over or around.  It makes me feel a little hapless sometimes, because I’d really like to be able to lean and bend over to reach or clean things.  I can only imagine how I’ll feel as I get closer to full-term!

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