First night

Last night was our first night in our new home.  We took Elise to the empty apartment beforehand to have some closure and say goodbye to each room.  When I told her that we were going to say byebye to our "hohm" she started crying and saying no.  We've been sleeping in all sorts of different places for the last 3 weeks, including my mom's the last few nights, that all she wanted was to stay home.  No more new places!

By yesterday, she was in a really bad mood.  Her babysitter told me she was acting grumpy for the first time.  All the transitions have been clearly affecting her.  After we said byebye to the apartment and arrived at our new house, Elise was in one of the worst moods we've ever seen.  Our friend Sally was over trying to play with her so that I could continue unpacking, but Elise would not have it, she just wanted to be with mommy.  

Last night was awful. She wanted to nurse allllll night.  As soon as I tried to put her down, she would just freak out even though we were all in the same (new king-sized) bed.  I didn't get any sleep.  

By morning, she was in much better spirits.  While I was taking a shower, Elise brought me her rubber ducky.  She's never done that before and I'm thinking she felt like I needed something familiar, too.  She spent the early morning playing in our yard with her new playset rather than being cooped up in a small apartment.

When I dropped her off at her babysitter's this morning, she said "hou" to Angelica, explaining that she was in a new house.  It is neat to see her little brain process such a huge change.  Given all of our traveling and uprooting, she's doing remarkably well.

I just meant to write about the rubber ducky but I kind of rambled.  :)