Life moves on...

I did not think it would be hard to move from our apartment to another apartment. I am learning that it will be. Not just the packing and moving of furniture, but leaving our first home as husband and wife. Leaving the place where we first brought Kyle home from the hospital. I have worked so hard to make this little apartment our home.

So many memories have been made in our first home.



Coming home after our wedding day was one of the most joyous days of my life in our home. We walked up the sidewalk and to the stairs hand in hand, exited to enter our home as husband and wife. We were FINALLY married.

We celebrated our first Chirstmas here too. Such wonderful memories...setting up the camera to take a picture in front of the tree that would be "just right" for our Christmas card. That is one of the best days in our home.

Aren't we adorable!!!

For a good portion of our life here was spent preparing for the birth of our little bundle of joy! We waited, prepared and planned for his arrival. I worked so hard to make his room just right, I even painted letters to spell out Kyle and decorated them for his room!

Oh my gosh! I forgot how huge I was!

Kyle's room!

I think the best day we shared in our first home was bringing home our Kyle. He was so sweet and warm and perfect. I remember sitting together on the couch with Kyle in my lap and counting his tiny baby fingers. Yes, I will miss our first home.

We have watched Kyle grow, smile, laugh and cry here. He learned to crawl in this living room. Laughed in our bedroom for the first time. Peed on the wall in his bedroom! So much history is here now! Kyle had his first Chirstmas here in our little home.

Good bye little home. We will miss you.