11 December 2010

Saying Goodbye

Moving day is quickly approaching and I am preparing to say goodbye to our home. For many reasons, I am feeling sad and nostalgic to leave this lovely house. Today I realized that this is our last full weekend here and now I think about how everything I do here over the next week will be the last time. Therefore, I have written the following ode to our much-loved first home.

Sean bought this house five years ago. One year later, I moved out of the Seattle apartment that Heidi and I shared and moved in with my soon-to-be husband (I know, I know... sinners!). Leaving my little apartment in Seattle was sad in its own right because I knew it would be the last time Heidi and I would ever be roommates (after living together through all of our college years and even after, this was a big deal). It was the end of roommate and "best friend" living. College was long over and I had begun my second year of teaching. Sean had proposed and it was time to move on with life. Though sad, I was ready and excited to begin the next phase... marriage.

Effortlessly (okay, almost effortlessly) I moved in. Given that Sean had already lived in the house for a year, he did not love some of the changes I quickly made (moving the silverware drawer, adding a fruit basket, taking down a few god-awful pictures) but he handled it fairly well and we realized, with relief, that we did love living together and now we just needed to make it official. Six months later, we tied the knot, spent 10 glorious days in Hawaii and returned home as rested, sun-tanned newlyweds.

For the next year, we enjoyed life. We hosted countless dinner parties with friends and family. We decorated like crazy for Christmas and we even got a dog (as many of you know, the dog did not ultimately make it in our family but that is a story for another time). About a year after we were married, we learned the exciting news that I was pregnant! We were elated and couldn't wait to welcome this little baby into our lives. Thus, we began preparing the nursery... Sean painted and we picked out furniture and baby bedding. We took photos of my growing belly in the kitchen and Sean gave me nightly foot and back rubs while we watched T.V. in the evenings (by the way, I am wondering when these will start up again)?

On February 10, 2009, Kennedy Renee McKenna made her appearance and we were immediately in love. We brought her home on a Thursday afternoon. Just like that, we had become a family. And just like that, I became even more attached to our house because it was now the place where we had brought our first baby home.

Now, Kennedy is almost two and as I look back on these past two years, I realize that they will be forever etched into my memory. She is a toddler now and is quickly becoming a little girl. We will move from this house and though she will never remember having lived here, I will remember it always. Whenever I think of her as a baby or of myself as a new mom, I will think of this house. When I think of her first bath, first roll, first crawl, first word, I will remember this house. Over the years, I imagine we will do occasional nostalgic drive-bys. I imagine that we will look at our house from the street and remember how Sean proposed to me in the living room. We will remember BBQ's in the backyard and the time raccoons killed all of the Koi fish in our little pond. We will remember how hot the house was in the summer and how Sean would lay in bed and squirt a water bottle at our moving ceiling fan so we could feel the cool mist. We will remember how I earned my masters degree while we lived here. We will remember our fantastic neighbors. Mostly young families just starting out. All honest, lovely people. We will remember how I learned to cook here and how we navigated through the beginnings of married life (household chores, sharing money, working as a team). I will remember how hard Sean worked on our yard and how wonderful it looked each summer.

Mostly though, I will remember how happy we were here. We were happy as two and even happier as three. Now, we will move on to a different house and as we prepare to be a family of four, I hope and pray that the next chapter will be as fun as the first. I am excited to find out.


Emily said...

Hi Prita - I love your post about your first house...feelings I can totally relate to! Your new blog look is fantastic and I'm excited to see your family grow. Congratulations!

Kim Allgood said...

It was nostalgic reading your post and thinking about our first home (well, after we rented a hideous apartment for a year and a half :)- we signed the papers on our house 8 years ago. Where are you guys moving? I'd love to finally meet you- we will be in town on Friday! Hope all is well!

Prita said...

Hi Kim,
We would love to get together while you are in town. We will be moving this weekend but Sean mentioned that you will be in town through the 27th, I believe. Hopefully we can work something out!

Amy said...

To date.. my FAVORITE post! It nearly made me cry! That house holds so many wonderful memories. I too, will miss it. Happy packing and moving! I know your new house will be just as special.