We have been Nebraskans for over a month now!! It doesn't really seem like its been that long, but oh it has.. and so many things have happened since our last post. This PCS will go down in history, people. First, lets just say we will never ever do another full DITY move ever again.
Remember a few months ago when I was already starting to pack up things in the house to get a 'head start' on moving? Yeah, even that didn't help us. I thought we were ahead for a while, but time really seemed to slip away from us, fast! Thankfully, one of our best friends from FL came up to help us, our neighbor pitched in, and then we got a huge surprise and our friend's parents decided to drive quite a ways just to help us move, oh and bring food.. thats important too! How blessed can a person get?! The help that we had was absolutely amazing and I still don't know how I can re-pay them for what they did. We all worked our butts off trying to get last minute things packed and into the moving truck.. oh thats another thing.. we rented the largest moving truck and still had major issues in fitting all of our stuff on the truck.. after playing a tetris for a quite a while.. we finally were able to fit everything on without an inch to spare. Again I say, we do not see a full DITY in our future again.
Okay, so moving on to the last night in our house in Mississippi.. I was a wreck! I went into every single room and said bye.. yeah I am sentimental like that. I came to Eli's room and lost it.. I stood in his room and sobbed.. seriously I sobbed so hard it was like it was uncontrollable... it was the room that he spent the first 8 months of his life in, the room where I slept with him and rocked him to sleep and stayed up hours on end because of his reflux and tummy issues. It was the room where we spent so many fun times decorating and planning his arrival just the year before.. I was devastated. I knew we would make new memories in our new house in Nebraska, but at that time I didn't care.. the house we brought Eli home to for the first time, we were leaving.. forever. After I had my sob fest and gained my composure back a bit.. I was okay. Brenton kept reassuring me it would be okay and honestly, I think he thought I was insane.. he told me multiple times that this was not something to be so upset over. Perhaps my severe sob fest could be explained later..
The next morning it was time to gather up all of the stuff I would be hauling in the car.. that included Eli and our two cats. We get the car packed, say our goodbyes and 'good lucks' to one another and I am off.. and another sob fest begins. Yes, another one. After what seemed like hours of crying, I decided I had to get it together.. I had my baby boy and two cats, not to mention myself that needed to get to our next base safe and sound. It was my job, and my God I would see to it that I could get it done. Fast forward to the next day when I am sitting in traffic and realize I would not be making it to NE on time to sign our lease and get our keys.. I call the management company and explain to them that I would probably be 45 minutes late and they tell me that I would just have to wait and get them tomorrow.. uhm excuse me? No, thats not going to work. I was told the latest I could make it would be just 20 minutes late.. so here I am speed racing down I-29 and my phone rings.. yep it was the management company explaining they would just have to reschedule my lease signing and for me to get the keys the next day.. I had Eli screaming in the back, two cats next to me fighting and crying, and I myself crying as well.. I pulled off on an exit and called Base lodging, they could certainly have a room for the night, right? HA! The lady informed me they were all booked but I could come by for a NA letter and receive a list of hotels that accepts pets.. awesome! I finally arrive to base and receive the letter and choose the first hotel on the list.. I get to said hotel and they have a room.. yay! By this time, I was feeling pretty accomplished! After the past crazy 24 hours of my road trip from MS to NE, and I had finally arrived with Eli still alive and well.. my cats, and myself.. yes, nothing could bring me down. Of course they give me a 2nd floor room so I had to make 11.. yes 11 trips.. I counted.. from the car up to our room to get all of our stuff we would need for the night. Eli and the cats have so much crap they need, even for just a night! Its insane. Anyways, I get back up to the room when one of my cats escapes.. this is just freakin fantastic. I am holding onto Eli who weighs 21 lbs himself and running the fastest I can down the hall to try and catch that damned cat.. I decided pretty quickly that I would not be catching up to her or being able to bend down and pick her up without putting Eli down.. mother of the year here.. I decide to quickly place Eli on the bed, lock the door and sprint down the hall to catch the cat. I caught the cat.. mission accomplished! I finally get said cat into my arms and am walking down the hall when I hear a thump and screaming.. OMG Eli had fallen off the bed! I raced back to the room and find Eli face first onto the floor.. I immediately picked him up and soothed him and after a minute he was fine. While sitting there feeling like the world's most awful mother, something was weighing heavily on my mind. For days now, I had needed to take a pregnancy test.. but with everything going on I never did get the chance. Thankfully after arriving in NE earlier, I had decided to pick one up.. good call! Okay, so lets do this.. it has to be negative.. there is no way I am pregnant.. we were avoiding pregnancy.. so this would just be impossible. I pee on the stick.. and BAM! Not even 4 seconds later.. two pink lines. WHAT?! I immediately pick up the box and look for the exp date.. this has got to be wrong.. it must have something wrong with it. After starting to have a mini panic attack.. I decide to call Brenton. Let me tell you, not the best way to announce to your husband of a new pregnancy.. I call him in a panic and he is still en route to NE with the moving truck.. of course he was very happy and in shock himself and we agreed that this would be our little secret for now. Okay.. so fast forward about 5 hours.. its around midnight and I finally have Eli asleep, the cats have calmed down, and I get into bed myself after an exhausting past few days.. I hear a knock on the door.. I get up.. its the door across from us.. and there are police officers standing outside the door demanding to get in and say they are looking for someone.. excuse me?!?! Of course I panic.. I look outside and there are 5 police cars and policemen swarming the parking lot going to each car and looking in with a flashlight... I was scared out of my mind.. here I am with my baby boy, two cats, and myself.. not to mention another baby on the way.. was there anything else that could happen.. seriously?! I called the front desk and of course they reassured me everything was fine and was being taken care of.. I stay up until the cops left and finally went to sleep.. thankfully none of the commotion woke Eli up. I awake the next morning so excited, full of joy and anticipation.. and morning sickness. The 25 minutes of sitting in the management company's office going over and signing the lease and receiving the keys to our house were the longest 25 minutes ever.. I was trying my best not to throw up and still try to pay attention and to keep Eli from wiggling out of my arms.. when he decides to throw up all over my arms.. oh yes.. this just helps the nausea. Thankfully, mama's puking was averted in the management company's office.
That pretty much sums up our PCS story.. its one I don't think we will ever forget. Moving in went much better than moving out and my in-laws came up to help us, it was very much appreciated. We really love living here, love the area, and look forward to what the future holds for us. We are also so very excited about the surprise blessing God has given us and look forward to the upcoming holidays of Eli's first Thanksgiving, first Christmas, and First Birthday!!! I can't believe I am saying that.. thats for another post.. and of course we are looking forward to May 2013 when our new miracle is scheduled to arrive.. Memorial Day Weekend 2013!!
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