I've written this post in my head a million times but I knew that getting down to it and actually typing it out would be the tough part. I can't believe I was so anxious, so ready to move, but here I sit feeling a little nostalgic about what we'll be leaving behind.
Sure we're leaving our little starter home for something much nicer but our house is cozy and I'm left wondering if we'll be able to feel the same in the next house. This house has so many memories. Allen and I put a ton of work into it when we first bought it and completely changed most of the rooms.
We were young and childless and staying up all night to paint didn't even sound crazy to us. We tackled projects both big and small and we did them together. We learned a lot from each other and about each other in the process.
It was in that kitchen that I had some major disasters and some huge successes. In that kitchen I showed Allen a thing or two about cooking and he showed me a thing or two about making homemade biscuits.
And then our family grew. It was in the living room where I had Allen sit down while I presented him with a tiny wrapped package with the smallest onesie tucked inside.
It was in the kitchen that we set up an elaborate Chinese food buffet all so we could have everyone together as they opened their fortune cookies and were surprised to read, Allen and Jennifer are having a baby. Arriving in April.
It was the place the Braylen Kate came home to, where we spent so many hours and days figuring each other out. Where she really taught me what it was like to be a mom. And beside our bed where she slept in her tiny bassinet for so many nights.
It was on the living room floor we sat one Saturday morning as Braylen took her first steps and we scooped her up and danced around the house.
It's now the house that she runs and plays in, where she plays hide and seek, she knows the place so well.
While I sit here and think fondly on all of those sweet memories. I know it was in this house that we built the foundation for our family and it's strong enough to take with us where ever we go.
I know this isn't a sad time. But I would be lying if I didn't tell you that it's a little bittersweet. I know that we'll go on to make new memories. I know that we'll eventually make the new house cozy and warm and inviting just as we did this one. But I won't be able to think back on our first years of marriage or BK's earliest days without thinking of this house that we're leaving behind.
To me it will always be the house that built the us that we are today.

























