The Windy City

Next week marks our fifth year of living here at Oakland Avenue, and it also marks one of the last weeks.

Did you catch that?

That's right, we're moving - to Chicago!

A long story incredibly short: When I was 38 weeks pregnant, my husband, Mike, interviewed on a whim at a sister site of the company he works at now. A week after Colette arrived, he was offered the job and a few days later, he accepted. (Since I know I'll be asked, he's an engineer at a large energy and chemicals company.)

Let's just say it's been a little crazy around here. Scratch that, it's been INSANE.

It feels like there's so much to write that I don't know where to begin or even what exactly to say. Trying to juggle a newborn, toddler, selling a house, buying a house, arranging temporary housing and more has kept me busier than I have ever been in my entire life. Honestly, I've been living this past month and a half, not just day by day, or even hour by hour, but minute by minute.

It's probably a good thing, because it hasn't given me much time to really think about the fact that I'll be living six and a half hours away from this place that I've grown to love so much. When I came here from Iowa six years ago, I had no idea how much my life would change, all in the best ways possible. It's while living here that I got my first "real job," Mike and I got married, we bought our first house, had a surprise baby and then another. It's here that I learned to bake bread, garden, dabble in DIY and decorating, and where I truly found myself and became secure in who I am.
But I can't write about that now. Writing means thinking, which means feeling, and I don't think I have the emotional capacity for that right now. I know many of you will be curious, and yes, we have accepted an offer for our house. Yep, we put it on the market only a few weeks after finishing the living and dining room, and I'm pretty sure Colette may never sleep in the nursery we decorated for her ... The house went quick, which is good, like ripping off a bandaid. I cried over the phone to Mike the day it listed - it just made everything so real. Plus, there's just something weird about having strangers in your house while you're not there, judging it and picking it apart, you know?

Whew, feels good to get that out my fingers and on to the screen. That's the big reason why I've been so sporadically posting here. Part of it is just because it's so incredibly busy, but another part is because I feel like I've had this big secret that I wasn't ready to share yet, so I wasn't able to write freely.

I do have so much I want to share with you all. I've only written a bit about how the transition to two has been (and that was a guest post), but I have so many more thoughts to share! Eli is nearly two (which melts my heart to a puddle on the floor every time I think about it) and Colette is changing so rapidly I can barely keep up with her. They've both been such troopers through all the transition - Eli's been tossed around to family and friends as we've prepped the house to sell and as we've gone to Chicago to house hunt. We've only brought Colette with us, as the toddler nap isn't super conducive to being in and out of the car all day as we look at houses.

For a bit we did think Colette had colic, but we did get her on some reflux medication about two weeks ago and it seems to be working its magic! I feel so terribly that she was suffering from it for the first six weeks (Hellllllo, mom guilt!) but I'm so thankful for medication and that she seems to be much more comfortable. She's still a bit fussy during the day and hit or miss with fussiness at night, but it's nothing like it was the first six weeks where she wouldn't want to nurse at all and would literally be up crying all night, passing out from exhaustion for maybe an hour or two, if that.

Honestly, these past weeks have been really, really hard. Along with Colette's fussiness, Eli was acting out a lot and waking often at night. I think partly because of his age, partly from the change Colette brought, and partly because of all the transition the move is bringing. (I think kids must be like dogs, they can sense change before it even happens.) I was (and still am) adjusting to the news of the move, mourning the loss of living by family, leaving all our wonderful friends, and having my comfort zone taken away from me. And while Mike's company is offering a wonderful relocation package, there's still mountains of work that has to be done in a short amount time. Basically, we've all been in survival mode since 2015 began. But I'm hopeful we're nearing the light at the end of the tunnel as we make the move near the beginning of March. While we're so, so sad to leave the Twin Cities and everything we know and love here, we're so excited to see what Chicago brings and fall in love with it just as much. Hopefully as things settle down, I'll be able to spend more time here, I've missed you all!

4 comments:

  1. Wow - congrats! Chicago is a great and wonderful city. I've lived here for over 10 years and have an almost two year old if I can help with any questions you might have!

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  2. Thanks Lisa, so glad to hear! I'm sure I'll have questions, but right now I'm so overwhelmed that I can't think of any. :) Thanks so much I will definitely ask once I have them!

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  3. Hi Laura! I've been meaning to comment on your blog for a long time, I just absolutely LOVE it. You always have something new and interesting to discuss, and I've found your posts helpful and insightful :) I'm glad to see that life is treating you well- our Cyclone Aide days seem so long ago!!
    I hope your transition to Chicago goes well! My husband and I live in the south suburb of New Lenox, and we love the area. I'm excited to see your blog updates as you transition to the windy city! :)

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  4. Thanks Kristina! So fun to hear from you! We're still figuring out exactly where we're going to land, likely in the western or southwestern suburbs, so maybe nearby - it'd be so fun to connect sometime! I'm glad to hear you love it, it seems everyone I talk to loves living in the Chicago area. Thanks for writing!

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