Wednesday, January 28, 2009


Moving house is hard work.
Moving house with a pregnant wife is an even harder work.

I had a bit of trouble with my pregnancy. Just a tiny bit. But the doctor, of course, did not let me carry anything during the move. I still managed to do some stuff, but my husband is very protective of me. I basically just alternate between resting, cooking and a bit of cleaning at the new place.

It was God's grace that the new landlord gave us the keys two weeks in advance. She didn't even know I was pregnant at the time. Because of this we can move slowly over these two week period. We are truly thankful.

My hubby had been such a super hero. He shuttles back and forth with loads in his back and his hands. Sometimes he pulls them in a suitcase, sometimes on a trolley, wobbling the almost a mile walk to our new apartment, every day now during the chinese new year holidays and weekends. He still managed to have lunch and dinner with us, though.

Our mover comes tomorrow with a big truck. We hope not to use more than a truckload because it's quite a cost.

In all things, my Father is looking out for me and my family. I'm so grateful.

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