Feels Like Home To Me

We finally got our shipment in a few days ago.

You would think that since we got rid of most our furniture before we left, to start fresh here, that it would be fairly easy.

No. Not close.  Who owns this much stuff?

Apparently us.  

I had no idea how much clothes we had.

And while unpacking etc. little Amalia, omg.  

She's cute, she's sweet, I love her, but she is crawling!

I thought she would perfect sitting before crawling. 

That wasn't in her plans though.  I put her here, I find her there. I can't leave her anywhere.

And then she wants me to hold her to help her walk... all the time.

As though I want her learning to walk anytime soon, no thank you!

The good news is she's growing so sweetly.

She is a very happy little baby.

And I'm a happy Mummy.

And her crib is here! In her own little quiet room.

And our bed is here!

My body is slowly easing the aches and pains caused by so many nights on an air mattress.

And because Amalia has been crawling every time I put her to sleep I can't leave her because I am afraid she will fall.

So the crib has opened up so much more time in my day.

And what do I do with that time?

COOK!

I got all my spices back!

Definitely back on my A game in the kitchen now.

Feel so at home in there.

So excuse me while I go and get in my "comfort zone" known as the kitchen and whip up something for the family!