Waiting Rooms Suck

It's been a while. Life got kind of crazy...well crazier than what has become normal. Zoey turned two and we had an awesome party for her. 

Sophia has a touch of colic that we have been trying to keep at bay with simethicone drops, which seems to be working. Now, I am at my last post-partum appointment waiting in the waiting room. It's about 25 minutes past my appointment time and I suspect it'll be close to an hour before I even get into an exam room. 

I've been adjusting and I think I'm doing well, considering my husband works so much and I've also been trying to house hunt. Finally, we found a house and now the crazy will probably get a bit worse as we start to pack and make the move to a town that's about an hour away. 

I'm nervous. Even though it's only an hour I'm still used to having my family right around the corner. My parents can visit whenever they want. My sister can watch the kids when there are appointments. Now, I will have to factor in an hour drive if I have to come into town. My doctors are here and the girls' pediatrician is here and I don't want to change that. But, it's the best thing for our family right now. And just like everything else, it'll be an adventure. I just have to keep reminding myself of that.