We’re having another baby. I have a new job. We have a new house.
Those are the big things since I wrote just over a year ago. The changes mostly coalesced around October of last year, not by design but just by the nature of life and big-ass decisions.
The big decisions get easier to make as you get older. You don’t feel the massive, lingering “what did I just do” weight like you do in your twenties. At least I don’t.
The baby is obviously the biggest albeit the most delayed change. It’s a boy, which is pretty cool, and he’s due in June, just a month before his sister’s 4th birthday. This might be the first year she gets a birthday party (1) because I’m worried about her feeling neglected and (2) she’s actually really into a few of the kids at daycare so might actually have fun. So far the boy is distinguishing himself from his sister in that his movements in utero are a bit more jerky and spastic, but aligning himself with her in that my pelvis aches from even minor movement and the most basic activities leave me completely exhausted.
The job is the newest change, only a week old. So far it’s going really well and I’m liking just about everything about it, in particular the less frequent work travel. That was getting particularly cumbersome as my body started getting particularly cumbersome.
The house is the least surprising change. We’d been looking for new digs almost since the time we moved to Vermont in 2014. At that time we mostly just picked the best house of the bunch because we were 2000 miles away and needed a place to live. This time we were lucky enough to find our dream house, with more room, more woods, and on the con side, a bit more driving to amenities. Real estate in this part of Vermont moves slowly, so we are still waiting not-so-patiently for someone to come along and swoop up our old house because paying two mortgages, turns out, kind of sucks. But we are all happier and more comfortable in our new home.
Other than the big stuff, life continues on as normal. At least until June, when we see how crazy this shit can get with two kids.