Boxes Everywhere

So, we're officially Billundites. The move went as smoothly as can be expected and we've survived our first week of the new daycare. Lars even rode his bike to work a couple of times this week! I have yet to dig mine out of the shed...

The house is quite nice and we are so looking foward to finally getting unpacked. At the moment, our two extra rooms are just storage containers for the many boxes of stuff we don't quite know what to do with.

Our neighbors came over and gave us flowers the other evening. It's funny, I expected less people to speak English in a smaller town, but it seems like more do. Our new daycare mother speaks it fluently as well as our new neighbors.

We get phone and internet next week, so more blogging then!

The waiting

...is the hardest part. I'll know by next week if I'm pregnant again and despite all the mental energy I spend on trying to decipher potential pregnancy symptoms, nothing will make me know any sooner. At the moment I don't know if I can stand another six months (or longer) of this, just to live in terror for the first 3 months of another miscarriage. But as discouraged as I feel right now, I still feel like it's my destiny to have another child.

I guess I can hold on for another 3 days...