We moved house seven weeks ago. We've been busy, unpacking boxes, assembling furniture, working through a long list of things to do and fix. I've been writing blogs in my head for weeks. Tonight, sitting at Nana and Grandad's I find some time and space to write.
As I look through some photos I took on the day of settlement I marvel at how well you've handled the change. New home, new bedroom, new routines. Changes to your child care arrangements and our social network. Commuting to Brisbane for three days and then back to the property for more busy days as we work through an endless list of tasks. Just getting ourselves settled is challenging. On top of that we are planning new additions and there is a lot of work ahead.
You've lost your one on one days with each of us and I miss it. Maybe it is time to again adjust the routine to again capture some of that mummy-daughter and daddy-daughter time as it is only months before you start school.
All of these thoughts float through my head as I rediscovered this photo of you from 23 June. I'm reminded that I need to pull the table you are carrying out of the shed again. It feels like this phase of your childhood is quickly coming to an end and I don't want to miss any more of it. I need to divert my attention from those packing boxes, paperwork and hardware and get back to some painting, play dough and pretending.
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