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When Gordon and I were first married, I told him I’d love to live in New York City.
“Why?” he asked puzzled.
“Because it would be so fun! But only if we were millionaires.”
Well, we finally got our opportunity to move to NYC and we took it. (Still not millionaires but working on it 😉 )
After we moved into the city, I was so excited. What an adventure! So much to see and do! A lot of people were excited and jealous for us and we definitely did get some sarcastic “GOOD LUCK” comments. But truth be told, the excitement has mostly worn off and the reality is hitting me that I still don’t have a husband around to help, my tiny apartment still needs someone to clean it, I still have work to do and my kids still like to argue….a lot! I know there are good things happening all around me too, like Eddie transitioning into his new big boy bed so smoothly, but sometimes when you’re stuck in a rut, its extra hard to see the good.
I wish I had friends with kids! I’ve mentioned this before, but it’s hard to not meet the parents along with their kids at the park. I’ve met several lovely nannies and I just *just* hired my own part time nanny (halle-freaking-lujah) but it’s hard! Harder than I thought it would be. Everything about this experience has been harder than I thought it would be. (That’s what I get for thinking positively!)
When we initially signed the lease to our apartment, both my husband and I felt really good about it. Like, really really good. But of course, now that we’re here and things aren’t going smoothly, that doubt and the what-ifs are sneaking in. What are we doing here?
Just last night I was going to bed thinking how different and upside down our lives are now:
Big house to small apartment.
Suburban location to city center.
Quiet street to sirens and honks ALL DAY LONG.
Kids having all separate rooms to all sharing one room.
Having a husband around 24/7 to a few texts and phone calls a day.
One big grocery shopping trip a week to three to four little shopping trips.
Driving my mini van and parking anywhere for free to paying hundreds a month to store.
Buying milk for $3 a gallon to milk for $7 a gallon.
Feeling like we were thriving and doing well financially to watching our budget carefully.
This move has changed every aspect of our lives and has made us rethink a few things. There is nothing about our lives that has stayed exactly the same and that has taken its toll on everyone. Getting used to our new normal is hard. But, I’m hopeful that in a few months I will re-read this post and say “I made it through!” or “it’s easier now!” or “I can’t imagine living anywhere else!” (or maybe all three.)
In the mean time, what are some things you do to encourage your kids to get along and not fight?
And what are some things that keep your spirits up? I like Jimmy Fallon and FRIENDS a lot.