The Move

So we have moved back in with my parents. It is a temporary arrangement – Just for a few months. They extended the offer for us to move in for a few months to sort our stuff out (‘our stuff’ being our cash flow and plans whether or not to move to Langebaan, another small town or stay in Cape Town etc) and so we feel extremely grateful for this opportunity and plan to get stuck in to sort this ‘stuff’ out. In the process I have felt exhausted, confused, relieved and saddened. I have also caught the flu. I am extremely grateful and very relieved to have their love, support and a temporary solution that will not be too disruptive to our children. On an emotional level though, I could not help also feeling a sense of loss and sadness by having to go, what feels like backwards in my life. I felt heart-sore saying goodbye to our home. We had no intention of renewing the lease and the time was right to move on, but never the less it had been a lovely first home for my little family. I had made the most of what we had and done each of the girl’s rooms up to look really pretty. Nina came home to that house from the hospital and so it has a special place in my heart. Nina has adjusted fine to moving in with my folks and is enjoying exploring the large house. Despite the familiar surroundings and people, the move itself has however, been disruptive for my little Amy, who is a sensitive soul. I regret not arranging for her to say a proper goodbye to the house on the day she left it. Things were so chaotic that day and at the time I did not think she would not have a chance to go back. On the day we handed over the keys we planned to take her but changed our minds as my parent’s felt it would be too traumatic and we then agreed. She is happy here and loves being around the whole family, but without a proper goodbye, I can’t help but wonder if she is still waiting to go home. This breaks my heart. Still, children are resilient and her and her sister seem to be adapting well to the bedroom they share. Her little table and chairs, as well as Nina’s playpen is set up in the living room and I feel for my mom, whose lovely home is starting to resemble a daycare! Anyway, I am trying my best to keep the mess to a minimum and now that the chaos is over, to spend some love and attention on my little ones. It is extremely difficult to move with children and it has confirmed I do not wish to be a gypsy! Despite his childhood (or perhaps because of it), neither does my husband and so we have decided that even though we will rent again, the next move needs to be more long term.
So this is me, over and out, back in Keurboom Crescent. If nothing else I do think us being back will encourage the house to be sold (Murphey’s Law) and in a way I do feel the house is happy to see me.

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