I got a phone call yesterday …. they freakin’ moved the bus stop due to the construction near our house. And I’m bitter! It’s now around the bend in the road and I can’t see the house from the corner. So I now get to pack up the triplets twice a day … no matter if we have an outing or not.
Forgive the TERRIBLE drawing. I blurred out the street names. The green blob is our house.
It’s a significantly longer walk now. Although the walk seemed a lot longer this morning than the picture shows it. Perhaps it’s just my bitterness that made the walk longer and colder.
I found myself giving each of the construction workers a sideways glance, as if it’s their fault. I even tried telling the lady from the bus company “I don’t know what I’m going to do if you move the stop … I’ve got newborn triplets at home. Now I have to pack them up each morning?” She wasn’t really sympathetic. Dropping the “T” word didn’t help this time.
So ladies and gents … I’ve made myself a new pair of big girl pants. Fresh off the press!
This morning I walked out to the garage, got the big boy stroller and brought it around to the front of the house. Then when it was just about time to head out, I wrapped each of the babies in a blanket and brought them out one by one. Then we started the walk … the five of us 🙂 Jaden kept asking “are we there yet?” as if we were traveling hundreds of miles.
We met some new kids in the neighborhood – all a lot older than Jaden. The kids were all interested in the boys and of course Logan was a little flirt! Smiling and sticking his tongue out. The tongue part surprised me – that’s usually Weston!
Moral of the story? We survived! Change is just a lot harder now-a-days but not impossible. Let’s see how the bus pick-up goes this afternoon. Wish us luck!