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Waiting on the New Normal

I've been enjoying apartment living for over a week now.  I was looking through pictures of Haley and saw one of her sitting in the old kitchen.  It finally set in that I won't be going back there again.  That is no longer our home.

So far, it's been good.  Different, but good.  I'm just waiting for this to start feeling like home.  

This weekend went by in a blink.  Friday night I thought I was going to go out, but ended up feeling sick so I stayed in and napped for awhile.  Saturday was super busy.  The morning was full of errands.  The afternoon was a family get-together at the Antioch Park right off of Shawnee Mission Prky.  It was absolutely beautiful outside.  The shelter was located right on the lake.  Haley loved all of the attention and enjoyed being passed around.  I did, however, almost go mama bear on some guy who wanted to feed her some ranch onion dip.  But luckily, I think I have the nasty don't mess with me look down so he didn't try to push the issue too much.  Here are some pictures of the park...they do not do the day justice.  I'm hoping the weather stays nice because I would love to go back before winter sets in.

After the family picnic, was a harvest party hosted my the realtor who sold the house.  It was nice to meet some new people and relax.

Well that is about it for my weekend...

This week I am hoping to finally get a workable schedule going.  For my sake and for Haley's sake.  The poor girl is exhausted.  Moving and all the changes have not been easily on her.  But she is such a good baby.  This morning, I spend a few hours just laying with her and making her laugh.  Oh the things we will do to make our babies laugh.  And she was like really laughing.  Belly laughs.  I was the funniest thing she had ever seen.  The 9 months, the sickness, the stress, the labor, the recovery, the sleepless nights, the complete lifestyle change, all of it.  Totally worth it.  

Where was I..oh ya this week.  This week, I am going to attempt to start at my new Y location.  I've been slacking in that department. I thought I was going to have to miss my basketball game Monday night, but luckily my brother and his wife volunteered to baby-sit.  Looking at the league standings, I need this game, as a confidence booster and to work on my game. I haven't seen the team play before, but they're last in the league right now.  

Haley's up from her nap.  That's my cue.

Until next time.....

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