Tomorrow.

Call it pregnancy hormones, call it overreacting, call it mother’s intuition; call it whatever you’d like – tomorrow is a day that I am anxious about. 

Tomorrow is the day that I will drop Hadley off at Mother’s Day Out for 5 hours.  She will have art, music, snack, playtime outside, reading time, lunch and (Lord-willing) naptime all without me by her side. 

When I initially signed her up, I was in the trenches of the first trimester.  I was throwing up at least 5 times a day and could hardly get off the couch when I wasn’t getting sick.  Hadley hated when I was sick and I felt so guilty not being able to play and interact with her as much as I knew she needed.  Not knowing how long it would last, in an effort to ease my mom-guilt, I signed her up at a local church to have play-time twice a week.  At the time, I was convinced that it was absolutely the best thing for her.  She has always been a social butterfly.  She has always loved to play outside and meet new people and explore new places. 

Then we found a house to buy and sold our house.  And a slew of strange people have been in and out of her house, sometimes with us here, sometimes not.  And we walked through a number of other houses.  And talked about packing our things and moving them to a new place.  And even though Hadley can’t really communicate with us, she knows something is going on.  And ever since then, she hasn’t wanted to leave my side.  Not even Matt can comfort her.  Things that used to excite her like meeting someone new or the doorbell ringing suddenly send her into a panic and she cries and clings to me.  Tantrums happen at ever corner and she just seems sad. 

My bubbly, silly, outgoing little firecracker has turned into a clingy, shy, emotional momma’s girl.  And it’s tearing me up that we’ve committed to leave her at church for 5 straight hours, twice a week.   Yes, I know I could just pull her and not go tomorrow.  But we paid a deposit to sign her up and it seems like such a waste to not at least give it a try.  At least for tomorrow.

I’ve told her teachers that we have a lot going on at home, and to please just call me if she gets upset/inconsolable.  I would say that I’m praying it doesn’t come to that, but really, I’m praying for whatever is best for her.  Whatever outcome that is.  And I’m praying that I can be strong for her tomorrow.  Because if momma loses it, I know exactly how she’s going to react. 

So tomorrow, we’ll gather up her backpack, lunchbox and napmat and put on our brave faces.  And if you have a moment tomorrow, please pray that God would show me (clearly) what the best decision is for Hadley. 

Just a Brain Dump

Obviously I’m still struggling to get back into the swing of things on the blog!  In addition to still getting sick in the mornings (seriously – I am 16 weeks tomorrow – cut me some slack #2!), we have had a LOT going on around the Coleman household recently. 

First and foremost, I want to give a quick shout-out to my sister and wish her a happy birthday!  You are SO loved by all 3 of us and especially Hadley – she talks about “tay-tee” nearly every day and loves to call you on the phone!  Hadley is so blessed to have an aunt who loves to be silly and spend time with her! We hope you have a great day and wish we could be there with you!

Moving along, (you’ll get that pun in just a moment…) about 2 weeks ago we put our house on the market!  (Major thanks go to my mother-in-law for driving up here to stay with us for a few days to cook, clean and help out with Hadley while we worked out the details!)  When we found out I was pregnant, we decided we would try to get into a larger home before the baby arrived.  We live in a great neighborhood and truly love our street and neighbors, but we just have really small bedrooms and only one living space, so the toys are taking over!  Not to mention that Hadley isn’t the greatest sleeper to begin with, and the thought of her sharing a wall with a screaming newborn brought to mind images of me living in an insane asylum.  That said, I was completely at peace either way and we decided that if our house hadn’t sold before the holidays that we would just take it off the market and stay put. 

So, 2 Thursdays ago, we listed the house.  And y’all – God is so good.  I had prayed and prayed over this decision and just asked the Lord that whatever His will was, that we would know QUICKLY.  I just knew that between chasing a toddler in her terrible-twos around and being pregnant, I wouldn’t have the stamina to have our house on the market and keep it in showing condition for long.  Friday, late-afternoon, we got a call for our first showing.  Thankfully it didn’t interfere with naptime, but I had about 45 minutes to get the house straightened and load us up.  We met Matt for dinner that night and didn’t hear any feedback on the showing.  Honestly, we didn’t even know if they’d shown up.  Saturday morning we got another call for a showing so we packed up and left the house again.  We got home around lunchtime and had a call for 2 more showings that evening.  Saturday (a day and a half after we came on the market), our agent called and told us we had an offer coming in!  For full asking price! And on Sunday, we got another offer for over asking price! 

We literally had 3 showings and 2 offers.  Praise the Lord! 

{In case you were wondering if we had a plan as to where we would go – we had actually put an offer on a house not too far from where we are now prior to even listing our home.  After a little back & forth, they accepted and we were under contract with them with the contingency that our house sell.} 

So we are now out of the option period on both our home and our potential new (to us) home and are just awaiting closing next month!

Now I’m off to likely spend the rest of naptime on Pinterest because I am in full-on decorating/nesting mode thinking about all that I need to do to this next home to make it “ours.”  I hope to have a belly picture/update and Hadley update soon!