The Move

This is the first real move that Tyson and I have ever had, and it is a lot of work. I owe a big thanks to my mom for all of her help and dealing with my silly questions on how to pack!!:) I started packing things up a few weeks before the move so that it wouldn't come all at once. I knew that the days before the move would be busy and I didn't want it to be so stressful when the moving day came. By the time moving day was here, most everything was packed and sitting in the garage, ready to load. Thanks to both Tyson and I's families for all of the help with packing, loading, cleaning, watching Teague, and just being supportive. We appreciate all of your help. Teague with some of the boxes, ready to be filled.

The garage with some of our things

After we got everything moved out, we had to scrub down the house. So that Teague could still be near, but out of the way, we made him a toy room in our closet.

Loading the last boxes

Tyson's truck with the trailer

One last shot in front of our cute little house.

I did okay with the idea of moving until things got closer. My last shift at the hospital, I was a bawling mess. I thought that I would be fine, but then thinking of all of the friends that I would be leaving was hard. A lot of the nurses from the night shift were able to make it to a "farewell" lunch at Wingers before we left, and that was really hard. It is hard knowing that they will still be laughing together and hanging out with each other and making memories without you.

As we were getting ready to pull away from the house, my dad and I were just standing outside taking one last look, and that is when I started to tear up. I didn't know that it would be so hard to leave your first house. I started thinking about all of the great memories Tyson and I have there. Including: *the fact that it was our very first house, loving the ward we were in, dealing with all of the nasty box elder bugs that thought they owned the house, the house flooding after being away for a weekend, planting our first garden, doing yard work together- even though at times it looked like we never did:), sleeping out on the floor in the front room just to change things up, doing crafts in the garage, learning how much work and effort it is being a home owner, finding a mouse downstairs, Tyson hurting his hip and being bed ridden for a week, finding out we were pregnant, having Teague come early, and then being able to take him home from the NICU just in time for Christmas......and several other great laughs and memories.

Tyson's parents were able to move us up to Washington and we enjoyed having them. We appreciate all of their hard work, and it was fun spending time with them. After they left, is when it really hit both Tyson and I that this is reality and not just a vacation!!:) We both looked at each other asked, "What are we doing?!" We know that this is where we are supposed to be and really are excited about it. It will be hard being away from family and for Tyson to not be able to work with his dad on the ranch, but at the same time, we are super excited about what's to come in life. Tyson and I are both grateful and excited to be starting new jobs and really do love the area we are in. Kristen, Vauna, Teague, Tyson & Ralph down by the Columbia River Aunt Kristen reading to Teague while we were unpackingTyson and Teague worn out after a long day of trying to get things put away