Nothing is forever...

So we're initiating a lot of changes in our world right now: One Philly Son has started nursery school, moving to a new bedroom and moving out of the crib and into a big boy bed. In the even bigger picture we're expecting our daughter in January and are moving in December. The home we live in now is currently listed for sale.

We've had a crazy pace the past month, starting with reconsidering the dream home we chose not to go for while in the midst of Hurricane Irene to having our offer accepted, listing and showing our home. The pace has been fast and steady.

But given the stresses we're under, I am proud of the "little" things we've managed to focus on and accomplish in the midst of that storm: One Philly Son knows all letters but Q (how often is that used anyway?), can count to 10, is loving nursery school (he's the only boy in his class!) and is successfully transitioning to his role as a "big kid". We couldn't be prouder.

We've also thrown in the random midwife appointment, 2 ultrasounds (stubborn girl wasn't cooperative the first time, and the professionals felt it was worth another look), a host of family and social events.

I feel like One Philly Daughter is getting lost in the shuffle a bit, but since the end of the first trimester, she's made it pretty easy on me. Our dogs are responding to the stress by leaving "gifts" so I'm also attempting a daily walk for them.

Sigh. I just made myself tired!

But I am proud that we've only had a few meltdowns, mostly brief and contained. Everything that needs to get done is getting done, occasionally even with some flair and grace.

Every task we successfully complete, every milestone we reach even in the midst of all this proves to me that we're on the right path.