Within the time frame of a year, I will have moved from an apartment to a basement, had a baby, and (hopefully) moved out into a house. How did so many things get crammed into the space of twelve months?? Each event comes with their own questions and considerations. I could write a book on the many opinions of parenting, and how overwhelming it can be. And don’t get me started on buying our first home (though many of you will have experience with it, and I’m sure you survived). So many different financial terms, papers to fill out, and worries that the neighborhoods we are looking in are safe enough.
Sometimes I feel like I have yet to “level up” in life. In the world of Minecraft, I’m still stuck digging out cobblestone and everyone else is already playing with electricity.
Funny how we get overwhelmed by tasks, knowing we’ve survived scary things before.
When I was 14, talking to the cute boy at church nearly killed me. Still alive.
Driving a car on the freeway for the first time, I was sure the van I was in would look more like a Smart Car when I was through. Nah, I made it.
Stepping onto a college campus for the first time, I was a fish out of water. Quickly learned my favorite buildings (and all the cool secret places to study without running into someone else).
Putting on a heavy white dress and committing myself for life to someone was nerve wracking. Best decision ever.
So even though buying a house or keeping a tiny human alive is sure to be no walk in the park, I’ve done this sort of thing before, I can do it again.
- Battle of the bulge.