So there’s a lot going on in the Doyle family these days. As I’ve written about before, we just bought a house that we close on April 11.
We’re also preparing for a week and a half long cross-country road trip to Louisiana to see Michael’s family and friends with a toddler in tow. We leave Thursday.
And I’m pregnant.
It’s not intentional, but it seems like I can’t do things simply.
I know there’s really nothing simple about buying a house, but the Doyles can’t just buy a house and move like normal people. No, we have to do it while we are juggling a lot of other things too.
We’ve been planning for all three things for a while; they just all kind of happened to fall into place right at the same time.
I’ve just entered the second trimester of pregnancy and while those first 12 weeks were far from smooth sailing, I’m happy to report that mom and baby are doing well. An ultrasound last week showed a super active and healthy baby that’s developing right on schedule. We should know baby Doyle’s gender by mid-May and expect Miles’ sibling to arrive late September or early October.
When we found out we were pregnant a few months ago I looked around our tiny house (that we’ve been renting since we moved to Evansville just about a year ago) and thought, “There’s no way a baby will fit here!” I joked with Michael that instead of a crib we would have to use a dresser drawer. So the house hunting started in earnest with the need for three bedrooms realer than ever.
Thankfully the right house came along after looking at about 20 or so frogs.
And the trip to Louisiana is something that is long overdue. The last time we made a trip down there Miles, who will be three in July, was just nine months old. All of Miles’ family on my husband’s side (but his parents) have only ever seen him that one time. It was definitely time to make a visit. Also, a cousin recently had a daughter, and she and her family will be leaving soon so her husband can fulfill a four year duty in Japan with the Air Force. The timing, while far from convenient in terms of packing/buying a house, was right to see family and friends that are near and dear to us.
Wish me luck as I’m afraid I may lose my mind in the next few days trying to pack for our trip around the boxes we’ve already packed for the move. And I’ll do my best not to fret about the fact that we are losing two packing weekends and instead focus on the fun time with family and friends.