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My oh my, was 2017 a doozie! I was happy to see it come and I’m thrilled to see it go!
Yes, there were a bunch of fun things that happened this year, but there were also a lot of memorable, crazy and hard things that happened this year too.
The year started out as any other year, ringing it in with friends and loved ones in our fresh and newly built dream house in Boise, Idaho. We played games with friends, ate lots of treats and headed to bed by 10:30. Being parents is so magical, isn’t it?!
Our sweet Eddie turned ONE at the end of January and started walking, running and even jumping off of things in the months that followed.
Brooke’s 8th birthday soon followed two weeks later in February and we were off to Disney World to celebrate. We technically didn’t go to Disney for her birthday, but we didn’t tell her that 😉 We also went cruising into the Caribbean in February too! Lots of fun and lots of sunburns! (Mostly just for Gordon and I.) Surprisingly, Eddie started sleeping through the night ON the ship, so those tropical waves changed his biorhythms to work in his (but really my) favor.
March started off with Brooke getting baptized! After that first weekend is when the madness really started because Gordon got a job offer that he couldn’t refuse. A job that would mean 8 months of training away from his family. A job that would mean leaving beloved Boise and moving to New York City. A job that would mean selling our huge house and moving into a tiny apartment. YOU GUYS. He took the job. And then left a week later for training. So, that was March.
April was a lot of cleaning and selling and general “trying to stay sane” activities for me. Cleaning the house for showings, selling lots of clothes, toys, kitchen items, furniture and more in preparation for our move. Blake turned FOUR, and we had a small little celebration for him, monster truck cake and all. Me and my three kids also got a really bad stomach virus, thankfully not all at the same time. Of course I got it the worst.
In May, I sold our house, traveled to New York City to find an apartment (and see my husband for a quick 48 hours because I hadn’t seen him since March), sold my husband’s Jeep, hired the worst movers in all of America and packed the rest of our house.
I closed on our house June 1st (my husband was able to sign all the papers electronically) and then me and the kids started driving across the country as soon as school was over for the year on June 2nd. It took us about a week and I only went slightly crazy. My kids made a pit-stop at my parents place in Canada so I could meet up with my husband again in New York so we could “set up” our apartment. (Of course the movers were a month late because they were incompetent, so we couldn’t really set anything up, but I digress.) By the end of the month, Gordon and I were as ready as we could possibly be to pick up our kids and bring them to their new 900 square foot home in a very busy city. Brooke and Blake were so so excited to see their Daddy again. It had been a while.
July and August basically consisted of us seeing Gordon on the weekends while me and the kids pretended to be tourists during the week. We traveled to visit my parents once more and went camping with them, which was so so fun, and I mastered the art of not freaking out in Manhattan traffic.
Labor Day weekend in September meant a quick trip to Montauk and trying to hunt down very random and odd school supplies. Blake miraculously got placed into a preschool class at the same school as Brooke (he was 42nd on the waiting list…have no idea how that happened!) and both kids started school and have been thriving!
October brought my 8 year blogging anniversary, abnormally warm temperatures and Halloween! The kids had so much fun dressing up and going from storefront to storefront collecting candy. We started trick-or-treating after school around 3:30 and were done before 6pm! I am in love with the way NYC does Halloween!
November was a big month because…drumroll please…it meant the end of my husband’s training! Halle-freaking-lujah. After the graduation ceremony, we drove home together as a family and I couldn’t stop smiling. I was SO happy!! This had been a long time coming for all of us. (235 days…not that I was counting or anything.) Gordon started work out of his New York office and we now get to see him every day!! He works long hours, but at least he gets to come home and the kids can feel like they have a Dad. We also celebrated Thanksgiving! I made ham because I’m a rebel. And pie. Oh, how I love pie.
December brought cooler NYC temperatures, a few small snow storms, the stomach flu (again!), Christmas, good food, my 32nd birthday (with accompanying wrinkles) a cold and celebrating New Years Eve in Canada with my family. So so ready to ring in a new year!! Holy moly. Reading over our year makes me happy and tired and emotional but mostly proud. Proud of my husband for lasting through 8 months of crazy training, but more proud of myself. I can’t believe I did it and I made it. There has never been a more stressful or trying year. Holy Moly.
Bring on 2018 because I’m pretty sure it’s going to be a lot of smoother sailing from here on out.
In 2018, we will all turn a year older! We will still continue to explore more of New York City! And we will enjoy being together as a family.
A lot of people choose a word of the year. My word this year is “Generous”. I hope to be more generous with the time spent with my children and husband, my charitable donations, compliments for others, time for giving service, giveaways for you readers and more.
May your new year be peaceful, successful and joyous.