Cha cha cha changes...
So after much heartbreak and tough decision making, Tim and I pulled up stakes and moved out of the rents house....in a day. We packed up everything Sunday night, called in a few favors, and with two cars, a truck and a SUV we moved basically all our furniture and belongings to Niantic, where the rent is cheaper, the room is bigger, and the company is less awkward. We are living with old friends of Tim, Barry and Anna, nice peoples, who have twin boys, that are just shy of 2. Nathaniel and Aiden drive me nuts as much as they amuse me and are definitely a real eye opener to children. Their personalities are night and day, but I'm trying really hard not to play favorites.
The room is much much bigger, we fit all our furniture in and there is still room for the crib and changing table. Still unpacking boxes, still sore from moving stuff i shouldnt have. I let the men folk do most of the heavy lifting but my need to feel useful kept me sneaking off to try and rearrange the furniture. Tim did his little angry face whenever he caught me.
I am also relieved to say, with the move I'll prolly be having the baby at London Memorial Hospital where i was born and which I trust a great deal more than fucking Backus :}. I am so fed up with backus right now its not even funny so tomorrow i go to hopefully my last appointment there and tell them to fuck off im changing services. I dont feel like im losing anything, they've been extremely impersonal the entire fing pregnancy to me. I dont even have a set doctor with them. So all around this move will be a better change.
Tim has gone and finished the CNA course he enrolled in. He is now a certified nursing assistant awaiting the state exams. He picked up a job at Bayview which is five mins down the road from here, and pays a hella lot more than he was making at the casino. The only buzzkill is its second shift so he is looking for first or third shift positions in the area.
Thats life atm, still settling in, but everyday this place feels more like home and lets me let go of the old place a lil bit more. It hurts, but its life and over all, this is a better situation for me and my family.
The room is much much bigger, we fit all our furniture in and there is still room for the crib and changing table. Still unpacking boxes, still sore from moving stuff i shouldnt have. I let the men folk do most of the heavy lifting but my need to feel useful kept me sneaking off to try and rearrange the furniture. Tim did his little angry face whenever he caught me.
I am also relieved to say, with the move I'll prolly be having the baby at London Memorial Hospital where i was born and which I trust a great deal more than fucking Backus :}. I am so fed up with backus right now its not even funny so tomorrow i go to hopefully my last appointment there and tell them to fuck off im changing services. I dont feel like im losing anything, they've been extremely impersonal the entire fing pregnancy to me. I dont even have a set doctor with them. So all around this move will be a better change.
Tim has gone and finished the CNA course he enrolled in. He is now a certified nursing assistant awaiting the state exams. He picked up a job at Bayview which is five mins down the road from here, and pays a hella lot more than he was making at the casino. The only buzzkill is its second shift so he is looking for first or third shift positions in the area.
Thats life atm, still settling in, but everyday this place feels more like home and lets me let go of the old place a lil bit more. It hurts, but its life and over all, this is a better situation for me and my family.