I haven’t been sleeping well these past few nights and I can’t even blame my toddler daughter. She, thank G-d, has been sleeping through the night for many months now.
This week we are moving from our apartment to a house. We are renting—which is less overwhelming an undertaking than buying—but nonetheless it is a change in my living space. Even positive change: increased living space, a bigger/existent backyard churns up my anxiety. For I am a creature of habit and I take much comfort and pleasure in the predictable and the routine.
I’m looking forward to when I am acclimated to this change and my quality of sleep improves. And I hope my little one acclimates well to the change too.