It's been 4 weeks now since we packed up and moved to Albury. I feel like we've been here for ages, but it also seems like we could move back to our old home tomorrow and just slot right back into our old lives. We do feel like we've been blessed in many ways in our move here. Our house is great, our new church has been welcoming and overwhelmingly helpful, the kids new preschool is lovely. They've come home happy and bubbly each day they've gone. For that I am very thankful! (One of the hardest things so far as a parent is sending your child into the care of someone else for the day, and it's such a relief when they greet you at the end of the day with a precious grin on their face.)
So all these things have been wonderful. But I think one of the best things for me so far has been spending more time with the kids. I guess it's because we don't know so many people, and we don't have many things on, the kids and I have spent many happy days at home. Previously the prospect of this was something which, if I'm being honest, made me feel a little anxious. But what a joy it has been to relax a bit and discover that I actually love days at home with the kids... eating iceblocks together on the front steps, baking, reading books at times other than just before bed, jumping on the trampoline, watching them interact with Claudia.
I have a feeling that in the busy-ness of the last few years, I've missed out somewhat on the simple joy of just being with my kids. It's nice to rediscover that joy again now.
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