It would seem that my family is making a move, make that a BIG move. My sweet hubby has tentatively been offered a position in Dallas, TX. I told him we won't do anything until we have it all in writing, the money, relocation, etc. But that apparently is just details at this point. He's been there for 2 weeks and has been working and going out neighborhood shopping for houses with his two awesome sisters. I'm scared and excited all at the same time, I feel like I'm at the top of the roller coaster and we're starting to head down the hill and pick up speed with no turning back. I would go anywhere with my husband, no questions asked, just as he has with me - but everything I've known for the last 8 years has been here in Sacramento.
I'm sad for my girls that they won't be around their only cousins like they are now (they live 9 miles away). I'm excited for them that they will be around their aunties who simply adore them and make the greatest efforts to spoil them. But most of all I'm dreading the separation of my girls from their Grammy. Grammy is the only person who has ever watched the girls - whether for a few hours or overnight. When I was working, she was daycare and neither of my girls know anyone else. She was with us in the hospital and as involved in the decisions we made for Ms.J when she was diagnosed with diabetes. She is the 3rd parent in our girls' lives and I'm really upset about changing that dynamic.
More details to follow as I get them....working on getting estimates from movers right now and figuring out what the hell I'm going to do with all the crap I own....OMG