I’m baaaaack.

So it’s been a few weeks since my last post. But I’ve been a little busy with the move. Lots of back and forth travels, packing, and unpacking, unpacking, unpacking… it seems like unpacking will go on forever. But I can say that we’re starting to get settled in little by little. Sig-o is still in training back home, so the baby and I are on our own right now. That sucks BIG time, but I’m trying to take it hour by hour. I split the day in half and just try to get through. I also try to force myself to walk everyday and go to the beach once a week and the pool, too. I say force… I guess it’s just overwhelming sometimes to leave the house with the baby. Sometimes it’s what I have to do to stay sane. The z-baby has adjusted well. He tries to help me unpack by pulling everything he can out of the boxes, then putting it all back in, then hiding it in drawers and cabinets… it’s a process. My anxiety had been better, but I’m afraid to say that it’s worse again. I’m not really sure what’s going on. I’m mean, other than some major life changes we’re going through. But I thought I had weathered the move relatively well. Then, BAM, out of the blue, it started up again. So that’s where I am now. Taking it day by day and trying to squash this anxiety and OCD once again.