My husband and I found out that we were pregnant with my daughter on our first wedding anniversary. We were absolutely elated especially considering that I was informed that I would never be able to have another baby again after my car accident. We decided to break down the old house we were living in, live on the bachelor 1 bedroom apartment side and rebuild a modern home for the soon to be 4 of us. We gave the bedroom to our teenage son, we converted the old lounge to our bedroom and we bricked up the wall between us and the soon to be reconstructed side. We ran into a couple of issues – from the builders liquidating, to us having to finish another home we were building simultaneously with ours, to job changes. As a result, our daughter was born into a construction site with endless noise when we did resume building, she was used to having no garden to play in when she did start walking, her needs took over the entire small home we were sharing, including the 1 bathroom we all had to use.
To say this was a test of our marriage was an understatement. We managed to make things work with the home, with each other, with a new born and with a teenage son. Its amazing just how God gives you things you can handle including a daughter that was petite from birth, who was just as careful as I was, praying she would be. Moving house is stressful on its own, but trying to deal with tons of people roaming the home you are living in as they are trying to get their job done, in addition to opening the gates incessantly each day praying the motor will hold up, to keeping your daughter safely away from dust, germs and strangers she is becoming used to seeing everyday who are still strangers, to trying to make things work personally and professionally. We finally moved into our home this past Christmas and it has been one of the most surreal feelings ever. We are not completely finished with our home as yet, but we are finally living in it, with more space and bathrooms that we appreciate more than we could ever express. My daughter is going to be five years old this year and appreciates having space more than I ever thought imaginable. Trials in life are expected, getting through them are challenging and once you do, its admirable beyond belief.
