Still here

Still here. Still haven't sold the house. We're having open houses every week -- this is the third one in a row.

Henry is now cruising around the house non-stop! He is one very mobile baby. It's crazy that just one month ago he couldn't even really crawl!

Henry had his circumcision revised on Wednesday. He's doing really well. He slept pretty much the whole day on Wednesday and after that he's just acted pretty normal. He was a little extra cranky for a day, but his teeth were coming in too so that has definitely been a part of it.

So, so much is new, but nothing is new. 10 months is such a great age!

And on and on.

No offers on the house yet. There was one family that came really, really close to an offer but decided one of the bedrooms was too small and so it didn't happen. It is so difficult when you can just taste things going well and then they just slip away. (Sound familiar? Seriously.)

We need to sell this house within two months or so, and we need to sell it reasonably close to the current asking price. I am so nervous.

Today was the first day I have been home with Henry by myself in over 3 weeks! I was really nervous about it because he's become quite mobile with the crawling since then, but things were pretty normal. We're definitely going to have to go out more because now that he's mobile he's got a bit of shpilkes and we definitely need to get out of the house. We went for a few walks today and I put him in the exersaucer on the porch.

He really likes to swing.

Lots

So, this has been a busy week. We've been prepping, prepping, prepping and we're very close to having a house ready for the market. We'll have to be MUCH neater than we usually are which will be a challenge, but hopefully we can do it.

Henry has changed so much this past week. In a week he has:

• Learned to sit up by himself from lying down
• Become much more mobile
• Stand up by himself while holding on to furniture
  
• Done the army crawl
• Started to really, actually crawl
• Had his 7th tooth break through
  

Seriously! It's been a crazy week.

Now I'm just hoping, hoping, hoping we will get enough money for our house to cover the mortgage, the realtor and then have maybe $5-$10K left over. I'm really nervous about this and I honestly don't think it will happen. I think we'll cover the mortgage and some of the realtor's fees, but I don't think we'll have anything left over. I'm very skeptical of how this is going to go.

I wish

I wish that I could simply be happy when I hear that a baby has been born. I am very happy for proud and delighted new parents. I truly am. But every time someone births a baby and parents that baby, a little bit of sad comes to the surface.

I know this is normal for someone like me. It is legitimate for me to feel this way. I, of course, do not share this sadness with the happy new parents. All of this is appropriate.

Still, I just truly wish that I could simply feel happy and nothing else, but I honestly don't think I ever will.

A break?

T and I have been working our A$$E$ off these past few days. I've been working for over a week. We've been cleaning and organizing and boxing and moving things into storage. We're soooo close to being done. The realtor came over today. We're not hitting the market til next week. And though I'm a little disappointed and concerned that we're going to take too long to sell, it is SO NICE to just sit here and not be doing something.

My mom has come almost every day for the past 10 days to watch Henry while I worked. It has been exhausting. T is off to a focus group tonight so I thought I was going to be cleaning by myself to reach the deadline for tomorrow. Instead, I'm blogging and eating leftover burrito. H is asleep upstairs and I am relaxing. It's delightful. I'm exhausted.

But we're really close and we're going to keep working this week. I'm really proud of all we have done.

We're showing my parents the new house for the first time tomorrow. That's exciting. And as I'm typing I can hear the neighbors fighting and swearing which is why we are leaving this house to begin with.

Really, tired doesn't even begin to describe it.