Remember Those Christmas Crafts?

Well... I got a few of them finished, one being the Puff Stitch scarf. Not bad for my first try. I will definitely be giving this another go around in the future.



I'm still working on Emma's blanket. With the move I've kinda been doing a few rounds here and there. Hopefully I will be able to devote more time to it in a couple of weeks.

Bit by Bit

Signs of progress

Its been a few weeks since we've been in, but its only been a few days since finally getting the last of our things out of storage. The aroma of 11 months of separation fills this space, but now so does the sound of my favorite tv shows. Needless to say, I got to tuck the old Ethernet cable away.

Buried Treasures

When you've reestablished an uninterrupted connection to the outside world, via Ethernet cable, you know things are really starting to look up.

I've been sitting amongst boxes for the past few days, happy to have had a good friend who didn't mind loaning me her husband for a couple of hours. A few boxes and a desk still before it's all in, but we're getting there. Our empty little shell is starting to come alive with memories of yesterday, and will soon be flooded with the fresh roots of our brand new start. Starting over, it can't possibly be as bad as this passing period of being back at the bottom. Time to restart the journey back to the top.

As stressful as this transition still is, reconnecting with my life brings comfort. I spent time looking through photo books, and the scrapbook that chronicle's Emma's life 17 weeks post conception 'til a few months past her 1st birthday. A unbreakable bond we have. I cherish the one and only photo I have of myself while she was still inside of me, and remind myself how grateful I am that, at 7 months pregnant and in the middle of getting dressed, I asked my Bigmama to snap a picture of me.

For 5 years, I've had a couple of unopened boxes of Bigmama's belongings. Just dishes, glassware I'd always suspected. But tucked away with the glass I found a few other things, things that immediately jumped out at me. A double sided vanity mirror. I remember. I remember it was used to help her get her look just right when she was pressing and curling her hair. Now, it will stand on my own vanity. And a plate, with a message about all of the love that a small house holds, that my small house now holds. Yeah, starting over isn't gonna be bad at all.