Monday, August 25, 2014

Is it Time to Move?

As most of you know, we live in a one-bedroom apartment in the city. We love it. It feels like home and we feel so blessed to live here. Have I ever give you a tour? No, well, maybe that will be my next post! Watch for it.

Anyway, as William approaches his first birthday, we've been talking more about our space and our needs. There are pros and cons for both staying and moving and our feelings about what we can handle seems to change everyday.

Yesterday we looked at a two-bedroom place for the first time since starting to talk about it. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't "it." It was good to see it. It took our conversation to the next level. And we decided that we aren't ready to move quite yet. (This owner wanted to have someone move in on Sept. 1!)

If you've read anything about living in San Francisco lately, you know the cost of living here has gone up at least 30% over the past couple of years. There's a lot of demand for housing, but not a lot available. So, our biggest concern and reason for not moving is cost. Our rent would most likely double.

Q: What would we need to be willing to do in order to stay in our current apartment?

A: Convert our living room to our bedroom and give William the bedroom. This would mean sleeping near a very busy and loud street. It would also mean putting an end to hosting our small group each week (because there is a bed in our living room).

Q: What else is holding me back from moving?

A: Moving to another part of city is like moving to a different town entirely. There's new grocery stores to get used to, new routes to learn, new community to get to know. There is also the fear that our current community would change. Maybe we live too far away to see each other often. Maybe we wouldn't be able to make it to our church every week (adding commute time to William's already nap-delayed day). So I guess there is a fear of losing things I really love.

There is also a fear that our new place wouldn't be as "homey" as our current place. Will the kitchen be nice/bigger than our current kitchen? Will the bathroom be well designed? (The place we looked at yesterday was so bizarre. A full-size tub with no shower head and then a shower stall that was 2'x2'.. . and so grimy).

Q: What are the pros to moving to a two-bedroom?

A: William would have his own room and we could sleep better!

Many of the positives depend on finding the right place:  It would have more space/amenities  (i.e: bigger kitchen, a back yard, parking, laundry in the unit). It could be a quieter neighborhood, Chris's commute could be shorter, it could still be large enough to host larger dinners and be close enough to the places we love. Moving could be a very good thing -- if we found the right place.

Timing has a lot to do with it. How do we know when the right time to move is? How long can we/should we share a room with William?

I have a lot of questions. Some days, I'm ready to move "now." Other days, I think we can wait another year. I have no doubt that God will provide for us when the time comes. He has not failed to provide for us since we made the jump four and half years ago to live here. I praise Him for that every day! It will take more prayer and more faith to make the next move, too.

How have you known it was time to make a move? Whether you moved across town, across the state, or world. Please share!

Sunday, August 24, 2014

My Cousin's Wedding

William and I flew to Minnesota for my cousin's wedding. Stephanie had met the man of her dreams and I couldn't miss their special day. Stephanie had always been a close cousin, although my sister informed me that she and Stephanie are the "closest" "favorite cousins;" she was one of the "older" girl cousins on my mother's side of the family. We are both the oldest siblings and were both pretty boy crazy growing up. She took me riding with their horses when I would visit and only made a little bit of fun of me for being slow and unsure. Stephanie came to my wedding in Colorado and did my hair for me as well as three of my bridesmaids! I just could not miss her day.

And, it would be the only chance I would have to bring William to Minnesota this year (my parents hadn't seen him since Christmas).

I've already shared the details of our flights. So, this is the story of our visit.

William and I stayed with my sister, brother-in-law and their daughter on the first night. They had just moved to Minneapolis five days prior, so it felt a little like camping but it was great to be together and get to see their place. Sleep was difficult for all of us that first night as both babies were having a hard time.

It was a rainy weekend so our ambitions of going to the pool and the park didn't happen. Instead, we let the babies play indoors and try to nap at least once before we hit the road.  It was a 3-4 hour drive to Rosen, MN and I took the role of baby-whisperer-wanna-be from the middle of the backseat (a car seat on each side). Naps were brief and the Cheerios only latest for a while. We ended up taking a little break in a park so everyone could stretch and get some fresh air. It may not have helped William, but it definitely helped me!


Once we arrived at the hotel, I tried to get William to take one more decent nap before dinner. New places are really a struggle for him, but he did eventually fall asleep.  The rest of my siblings arrived a little later and we had dinner and played games.

When William woke up, I re-introduced him to John, Ryan, and El. It took a little bit of coaxing, but he eventually warmed up to them.

The next day was the wedding. I was so excited to put William in his little outfit - a blazer and shorts, but I failed to get a good photo of his whole outfit. He was so cute. I was a little bummed that the rain continued as I was hoping to get some photos outside of him and my niece. They both looked adorable, you'll have to take my word for it.



The wedding was wonderful. The bride was stunning. I had a front row seat. My brother held on to William for me and William did fantastic - just a peep or two. During the wedding, I realized that I flew all the way here to see this moment and I'll be lucky if I get 5 minutes to talk to the bride! It made me a little sad. Weddings are not the place to catch up - especially with the bride! She was a busy lady -- but I did get five minutes!



I did get to talk to my other cousins and meet their kids, I was able to spend some time with my aunts and uncles that night at the reception and the next day for breakfast.

My parents took the babies back to the hotel so Molly and I could enjoy more of the dance. I had a blast. I haven't been to a wedding dance in far too long. And there is no one I'd rather dance with than my siblings who already know I'm a little bit of a dork on the dance floor!




The next morning, we had breakfast and packed up. The babies both took a great nap which made us checkout a little late, but I couldn't wake them up! Napping had been difficult the whole weekend.

We had a picnic in the park before driving back to Minneapolis.



My parents joined us at my sister's place for the night which was nice to get more time with them. My trip was really short so I was thankful they made the extra drive and spent an extra night with me. William refused to go to sleep that night, screaming with a bit of a fever. We all ended up taking turns trying to coax him to sleep. Finally, I ended up laying down with him and he conked out.

The next day, we said goodbye and started our trek home.

William is a creature of routine and I'm thankful at home his routine usually works for him. But when we travel, it's fair to say sleep is difficult. We both got home a little exhausted, and missing family already, but it was so good to be home.