Ihasz Updatez: At last!!

Thank God Almighty- we're here at last!!! This week was one for the books, as in- I only want to relive it while reading it in a book....a horror novel perhaps. Between prepping the house for the move, having to pack for both Audrey and myself to last for 7 days, having to entertain my one-year old for 2 straight days, while still limiting everything she did because I didn't want her in the way of the packers/movers- I was exhausted. Then today happened.

Let's back track a smidge, we were lucky enough to spend our last night in Cleveland at the Rudy's. Erin and I got to enjoy one last night of 'couch lounging/taco bell inhaling/forcing Jon to go get us ice cream'. It couldn't have been a more perfect way to end my stint in good ole' Cleveland. That is, until my darling daughter decided at 2:00am- that she simply didn't want to sleep any longer. Now, for some of you mommies out there, that doesn't seem like a big deal- and you'll probably hate me for what I'm about to say next- but my baby has slept thru the night since she was 2 months old (on the dot, no joke). So this sudden change over the last couple weeks has been utterly horrible for me. So, at 2am, she started chatting and laughing with herself- something I find quite adorable so I just continued to lay and listen, then it turned into crying at 2:30am. I feel so awful when my nugget's cries could bother anyone else, so I immediately grabbed her and pulled her into bed with me- where she proceeded to roll around on me, hit me and crawl all over me until my alarm went off at 4:30am. If you thought it was bad already- just stop reading..... It was at this moment Audrey decided she didn't want me out of her eyesight; and then also decided she didn't want me IN her eyesight either. Basically- she wanted nothing and everything at once- but she got no satisfaction from anything. SO my poor host, Erin, came down to my rescue (after being rudely woken up by my mini me) so that I could pull all of our bags out of the house to the curb for the taxi. Without her, I actually have no idea (and don't want to think about) what I would've done. I was about to sit Audrey in the car and shut the door while I did my running. Now enter- the cab driver. What an absolute imbecile. Couldn't find the house, couldn't manage to assist with loading the taxi, kept complaining of how tired he was- as I sat in the back crying because my daughter wouldn't stop screaming at me. When we got to the airport, he again provided me ABSOLUTELY NO help what-so-ever. In fact, as I tried to open the trunk to get out Audrey's stroller- he waved a set of keys at me in the rear view mirror. Luckily for me- I speak lazy taxi driver and went to his window to discover that the keys were needed to open the trunk. Thanks Buddy- I can see the pride you take in your job.

Luckily, the employees of United Airlines were MUCH more helpful. Very courteous, very empathetic to my cranky baby, and very quick about getting me through all that 'check in malarkey'. We were actually incredibly lucky and happy for this next news- Grandma, Grandpa and Aunt B were flying out of the same airport at basically the same time- so we got to give hugs and bawl one more time before we took off. When I say bawl- I mean that every single person around us was gawking- tears running down our necks into our shirts...even Grandpa. We only had a short visit, to save face; but simply being able to hug my Mom and Sister really gave me the mental boot I needed for the remainder of this trip.....

I could only keep Audrey content by walking her around in the stroller- so I did just that. Walked and walked and walked- until I happened to notice the clock that informed me our flight was taking off in only 20 minutes! Go figure. We were the last ones to enter our plane and I could see everyone incredibly upset to see us walk on. It broke my heart- I just wanted to yell 'If this was any other day- you'd be lucky and thrilled to have been in the same room with this amazing child and I'. But given the wailing coming my hip, I remained quiet and kept my head down. I know I shouldn't brag about this- but I gave her a dose of Tylenol and was thrilled it was only about 20 more minutes of intensity before she cried herself to sleep for the remainder of the flight.

Finally, we landed in St. Louis. Emotions completely filled my body- crazy happiness to have the morning over, become a family again, and quite frankly- pass Audrey off to Robert as quickly as I possibly could. This last month was not easy in the least. Lesson learned for sure- Daddy will be present next time, haha. Robert got himself into a heaping mound of trouble with me- as I'm in baggage claim, I just pulled off the car seat and base, 2 checked large bags (one entirely of toys), oversized diaper bag, crying baby and stroller; Rob text me to let me know he was at the 'passenger pickup area'... in the car... unable to assist me. Miraculously I got everything up to the area in one load- with 7 different people just stopping to watch me (yes I counted, and I hope they understood by my glare how horribly I was judging today's society by their lack of help and support). Needless to say- it was a quiet car ride until I internally calmed down.

Alas, I did calm down- small things in life, ya know? We grabbed some Taco Bell breakfast, picked up my rental car and came back to view our new home for the next handful of months. I've got to hand it to Rob. I'm actually quite fond of it! I'm incredibly excited for all of our memories and cozy home items to arrive so we can turn it into our place. Below you'll find that you are all lucky enough to get a grand tour from Audrey- not something she was stoked to do, but she owed me.

I'm excited to finally be here. I'm excited to stop toting Audrey around and allow her to re-acclimate herself to our home. I'm excited to fall in love with St Louis and discover all it can offer us. We are so lucky to have this opportunity- so lucky that in our stage of life, we can actually take the opportunity. Cleveland will always have the most special place in my heart. Who moves to a new city and meets their husband days later? But I know St Louis will give Cleveland a run for its' money $$$

This weekend is our 2nd Wedding anniversary. Our family is in Miami- on a vacation we are devastated to have turned down this year because of the move. We will probably have a home cooked meal and eat it on the floor, in front of our TV which is on a food tray table. While the shallow side of me is upset that for the 2nd year in a row- we can't go out on the town, throw back a couple of drinks and show off an incredible love and life we've found together; I'm just so glad we will even be together....I even think it has potential to be my favorite anniversary yet :)

XOXO