So we survived the move! I wasn't sure a few times but we did it. I think the biggest thing was thinking we could pack and move and be out of our old apartment in 2 weeks. We somehow managed. I must say I was pretty stressed out about it all, and probably not the nicest wife in the world. At least I apologized for being psycho and stressed out. :-)
I love our new place. It's so much bigger, and more open. And it really feels like the living space is really seperate from the bedrooms. We can watch TV or listen to music or talk at a reasonable volume and not worry about Amelia waking up. I'm also loving the attached garage. My only complaint is our closet is too small. I keep trying to convince Jeff that we should switch bedrooms with Amelia, her closet has 8 feet more hanging space ( I measured it!!) than ours does. Her bathroom is also the one with only a shower, and ours has a tub. So that would also probably be better. I don't think he's too big on moving all the furniture. I thought about just moving most of it while he's gone at work one day, but I'm not sure how well that would go over. :-)
I also finally weighed myself this morning... I had expected to see a big gain. We were eating out a ton since the kitchen was all packed and I'm definitely a stress eater. However I stayed the same, no loss no gain in the last two weeks. So at least I don't have even more to take off to get back to where I was.
I'll write more later, I hear Amelia waking up.