(Marysol writes) About 2 weeks ago we "moved" from our itty bity place to one that will be more accommodating for 2 babies on the way. This was a little confusing because due to the dates not matching up perfectly we had to physically move our stuff into our new place (in one big pile), but couldn't actually live there for 10 more days. We were in limbo, so we stayed with friends and then went "homeless camping".

Moving day itself couldn't have gone smoother. Lots of friends came over to haul boxes. My husband pretty much forbid me from lifting all this stuff. He's protective, and I secretly like it.

Some looked like they might break their backs. That's real friends for you! (See those pathetic succulents. Couldn't figure out why they were dying until I realized the local stray cat was using it as a litter box!)

We took a pizza break for lunch in the new place. 

There was lots of cleaning. My mama taught me to leave a place better than I found it. I'm pretty sure we did that especially when you see the before photos of this place.

Speaking of before photos, moving and probably my pregnancy hormones made me all sentimental.

We turned 365 sq ft (33 sq meters) into our first home. It was cozy and never claustrophobic.

We saved alot of money by choosing something so small and cheap. Because of this, we tucked away money for years to be able to adopt. Every time I lamented about not having space for a kitchen table, I reminded myself that this is. worth. every. penny.

We packed up & traveled to Swaziland, Egypt, Kenya, Tanzania, Germany, Zambia, and the USA. This was my little oasis to come home to each time. 

We had normal ole busy days. And lots of lazy Saturdays in pajamas too.

I looked around and thought about the thousands of memories we made here. Walking in fresh off our honeymoon, new missionaries to this country. We had prayed for just the right place, and had no idea how good God was going to be with us. 

I first had my crazy dreams of "twins" here and then hundreds of subsequent discussions. We made a baby here, and lost him or her surrounded by these same walls. There is something scared to me about that. We made another baby (much to our surprise!) and now move on with a hope renewed. 

We also move on with a TON of more stuff. Good grief. These are all of our belongings, furniture, everything in one big pile in our new living room. 

After all my sentimental-ness, we tried to take "one last smiling picture" before locking up. This was what came out the first time. We decided to keep it real. Moving on is exhausting. Thank the Lord it wasn’t across the ocean this time!

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