Things were pretty crazy for a minute (month) there. I didn't even realize I missed a blog post last week until I sat down to write this one. Moving is TOUGH. We have moved rather a lot in our marriage. Big moves, every time. Cross-country moves, cross-state moves, international moves. Add in a few kids, with enormous feelings. Take away a husband for a while. I am weary of moving. This must be the feeling people get when they know they are done having children, but with moving. Last time we thought about moving to Utah there was an element of "what if" in my mind. What if there's another adventure for us? What if we get bored living in Utah for the rest of our lives? What if we regret not trying out just one more location together? I am really grateful we ended up moving to Washington and living out that adventure. It was truly wonderful--a gorgeous place to live! And now, the "what if" thought isn't entering my mind anymore. I feel like we're where we are supposed to be. I realize we will have to do at least one more move in the coming years when we buy a home, but I'm hopeful that will feel less chaotic than all these big moves with big moving parts.
Putting that behind us, life is finally starting to feel better than it has for the last month or so. The bumps are less bumpy. Jared made it to Utah. Our moving truck made it a week later. And as a of a few days ago, the moving trucks have been emptied out into our home and we have our beds again! And our clothes and furniture and kitchen supplies. All our things really, except the furniture we sold with our Washington house. For the first time in ages our kids are sleeping through the night without waking up having what appear to be panic attacks. We moved Jack and Alice into the same room because they both get scared at night without having someone in there with them, and so far that has been a GREAT decision. Jared and I get to sleep in the same room in our non-air-mattress of a bed.
The only problem is that ever since our bed arrived I've been having asthma attacks every night again. The silver lining is that I think I've discovered the missing link to my asthma puzzle. I've been having nighttime asthma issues for years now. In our last house it was really bad and I chalked it up to living in a new build where the vents probably were never blown out. Or maybe something to do with the humidity in Washington. Sure enough, when we moved to Utah last month the asthma issues went away almost entirely. No issues in our new home while I was sleeping on an air mattress. The fact that the asthma flared up again when I started sleeping on our own bed is telling me that the asthma is almost definitely being exacerbated by our linen sheets, or by our mattress. I'm going to try swapping out our linen sheets for some bamboo sheets (this is the best kind to use if you have asthma--they keep the dust mites away). If that doesn't work then I'm almost positive the issue is our cheap mattress. Come to think of it, I never really had nighttime asthma issues until we moved to Wyoming, around the time we bought our current mattress. And then it continued to get worse and worse from there. Hmm. Real-time stream-of-consciousness problem solving on the blog today. I will keep you posted on my asthma journey.
Well darn--Alice's nap didn't last long. I hear her waking up already. To summarize a really lovely week into a paragraph, I'll just say we had the loveliest Thanksgiving with family at my parents' home. My brother's family came to visit from Idaho and the kids were in cousin heaven all week long. I got to have Thanksgiving with my grandmother and with aunts, uncles, and cousins who I haven't seen in years. I found a listing for a 15-foot-tall Christmas tree on Facebook marketplace, and when Jared went to check it out at the local liquidation store, he bought it on the spot. At first I wasn't sure about such an enormous tree, but it is bringing a cozy glow to our whole house when we need it most. Long live the 15-foot-tall Christmas tree. I'm off to grab my lil bb girl from her nap, but here's to a great week ahead! May we find the hardware for Jack's bunk bed and our kitchen table in the mess of boxes scattered throughout our house, Amen.
