Our movers packed us up and put our stuff in storage a little more than 4 weeks ago. Our family of five spent the night at a hotel a block away, then hopped on a week-long cruise departing from Manhattan the next morning.
One second, our apartment was in shambles awaiting our movers and the next, our new adventure had begun. Our only possessions (on us, anyway) were our suitcases, car seats, scooters and stroller.
The morning we left on our cruise, I woke before the babies and I heard Baby A say in his sleep, “Don’t go to work, mama. Don’t go to work.” It warmed my heart and reinforced my decision to know he’ll stop feeling that way soon.
The start of our adventure also happened to be Mother’s Day. I can’t think of a more fitting day to begin this journey. A new chapter!
More to come. I’ve decided to photo document our adventure via Instagram which I’m keeping private for now, but I think I’ll post a few memories here, too. Xo!