What a crazy whirlwind these past couple of weeks have been.

Firstly, Bjorn is semi-mobile.  And by semi-mobile I mean he can scoot backwards (not forwards);  go around in in a circle on his bum;  and have no directional velocity at all but sometimes he manages to push himself into the corner between the file cabinet and the TV and we’ll consider that a mobile success because there’s no where left to go.  We’re pleased he’s showing a lot of patience with himself in this transitional period–there are definitely tears when he reaches a little too far forward and falls on his face…but for the most part, he’s just enjoying exploring the places his little limbs can carry him.

A more conventional way of getting around when you're a wee one. Bjorn & Lars at the Arb.

Bjorn has also been attempting to stand.  Sometimes I set him down in his crib (which we have not “dropped”, yet) and come back into find him on his knees just holding onto the railing singing a little ditty to himself or chewing on the plastic barrier.  He can’t pull himself up to standing, yet—but he certainly gets awfully close in multiple situations.

Moral of the story on both of these fronts…we really need to start baby-proofing.

T.R.O.U.B.L.E.

….and we’re not really going to start baby-proofing the condo.  Possible ever.  Why, you ask?  Well–as it turns out, we are most likely moving to a house in Ann Arbor in the relatively near future and we’ll have a whole slew of baby-proofing to do there in the coming weeks.  Living dangerously until then.

Lars and I casually went out house-hunting two weekends ago–just to see what was on the market and to check out the various neighborhoods all decked out for spring.  There was one house in particular that we wanted to look out which turned out to be a bust.  I mean, the current owners were still living there so a showing had to be scheduled and while they were away, their giant parrot was not.  Kind of a killjoy because of how much I hate birds.  I could have overlooked the parrot except the space just wasn’t large enough.  Lucky for us, though, our friend Al who was showing us the houses in his realtor capacity, brought us to 1711 Charlton–a quiet, tree-lined street in the west-side of Ann Arbor.  We (okay mostly me) fell in love.  It all happened so fast after this–we put in an offer, it was accepted after a couple of back and forths, and now we’re moving forward.  We have a tentative closing date of June 3rd but are still working out some details after the inspection which hopefully will be resolved without too much duress.  We’re excited to have more space and a big kitchen and a lovely backyard where we anticipate Bjorn will run through the sprinklers with reckless abandon.  It even has a doggy door so its totally our duty to get a dog, now.  (Right, Lars?).

1711 Charlton

Overall, I’d say we’re pretty happy with how things are progressing right now.   I’m not going to lie–I still wish we lived closer to my parents and San Diego friends who I miss pretty much all the time.  Many of you have had this conversation with me talking about the pros and cons of moving…staying in Ann Arbor vs. moving to somewhere out west (where I feel my heart and person ultimately belongs)…but I know that right now, this is the correct decision for our little family in securing the best quality of life for all three of us.

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