Musical Rooms Means End of an Era & Mixed Emotions

I loved this house when we first walked into it. It has 4 bedrooms. I had great plans the instant we walked through as to what all 4 bedrooms would one day become.

That day has finally happened and I don't know how I quite feel about it - still. Before venturing off to California, one of the projects at hand was to move Howie into Owen's room. This meant that my two boys would be officially - and finally - sharing a room.

My baby, my little Howie is ready to sleep in a twin sized bed? Really?! Didn't I just give birth to him? Could this really be happening?

The night before we moved him into "the boys' room", I opened the door and watched him sleeping so peacefully in the crib. I started to cry (just like I am now at the memory of him sleeping in his crib). It hit me hard in that instant that there would no longer be any more babies in our home. No more of OUR babies in our home, in our crib, in the room set up for the babies 4 plus years ago when we moved in. We officially ended the "baby era".

When Adam took the crib down, that's when I really cried. I thought back to the day when I was 7 months pregnant with Owen and Adam and his dad put the crib together in the living room of our house in Mesa. Not realizing it would be 1 inch too wide to fit through the doorway, only to have Adam take it apart and reassemble it in the room we would bring Owen home to.

We struggled and struggled with infertility. IUI's, IVF, doctor appointment after doctor appointment, injections, drugs, we did it all. It took us 4 years 'til I got pregnant with Owen. And then, POOF! The baby era is gone in a heartbeat. I can't believe it has gone by that quickly and that stage is over in our family.

With the end of this era, moving Howie around, it also meant I would be getting an office/craft room. That had always been the ultimate outlook of this room, but it brings about a lot of mixed emotions. I am teary-eyed over the end of the era, but overjoyed and thrilled that I can finally have an office, study in peace and quiet and best of all work on my projects in my own room. If I can't finish the projects right then, I can close the door and come back to it at a later point. I no longer have to clean up my project, or move it to a different location in the house, threaten the kids with bodily harm if they dare to even breathe on it. A simple lock of the doorknob and closing of the door will be all it takes to keep my projects safe.

Now, if only I can see through the tears to be able to work on those projects.