The last four months of 2015 were a complete whirlwind for us as we packed up our lives, left the comfort of the house we've called home for the last 8 years and took a giant flying leap across the park into our new nest. There's no way to sugar coat the fact that Brendan initially wanted nothing to do with the whole thing, and I actually went to the very first showing without him, but he came around with a little gentle nudging. We actually looked at this house 8 or 9 years ago, when I was pregnant with the twins, and fell in love with it then but weren't in a position move. We were totally unprepared this time around as well, with no plans what so ever to move anytime soon, but sometimes life throws you a curve ball and there's no choice but to roll with it. Everything fell into place to make this next chapter possible and here we are starting off the new year in our new home, already feeling somewhat settled in and grateful beyond belief for all the love and support we've been gifted with throughout this entire process. Thank you all so much, none of this would have been possible without you and none of this holds meaning without the love of each other.
Fresh eggs from the van Iersal's chicken coop.