Happy Movers Day!

On Saturday morning, I drink coffee in our kitchen trying to sort the properties we are previewing today and at the same time listening to my trio playing on their iPads, but playing together, chatting and talking about what they’re doing and how. I love listening to them, until they get into a fit over something that in my ears sounds insignificant but obviously, they would differ on that.

As the market is intense, and inventory low, I start by picking my price range for the day and as on most weekends end up going with the most sought after range; 650k-899k, to see what is available. Based on what I see, I pick the area and today I end up with Union Hill. Six properties to be sorted by their location on the map, all about the same size 4 beds, most built in the 70’s and 80’s. Why am I doing this? My answer is simple, to learn. To learn how these homes differ from each other even if I consider them to be within one price range and similar in their size and age. What do you get for that money? Do I feel like the home is priced right? Is the price low or high? What does the neighborhood look like? Are the homes well loved or could the neighbors’ homes use some maintenance even if the home I’m viewing is completely remodeled? How’s the floor plan? Does it smell musty inside? You can only see so much on the paper or from pictures, for the rest you’ll need all your senses.

But back to those three on the living room floor. The almost seven year old that made himself a PB & J sandwich because he didn’t want to wake me up, and the other almost seven year old with his nine year old sister that are waiting for me to be done with my writing, so that they can have pancakes. Let’s concentrate on that for a little bit.

Tomorrow is Mother’s Day. I know we have presents hidden in the house, brown paper bags with drawings and stuff inside, stuff those tiny hands have made at school to hand to me tomorrow morning with a look of excitement and some hidden anxiety; will mom like it? If they only knew how precious I find these gifts, if they only knew that there is nothing better in the world, there are no diamonds that could beat these. For Mother’s Day, I want to spend time with my trio. I want build Lego, play board games and make dinner together. I want to go for a walk with them. For Mother’s Day, all I want is them, my three children that I longed for, for so many years.  

Happy Mother’s Day to all my readers! To those whom are still waiting to celebrate their motherhood, I send my love and hope. On my first Mother’s Day, my first born was only a couple of weeks old, we were sitting at a restaurant for Mother’s Day brunch and I felt terribly misplaced as I still couldn’t believe I was a mother after all those years of tears and disappointment.

So, once more happy Mother’s Day to all my fellow mothers, or maybe I should say Happy Movers Day, as my baby girl wrote on the card a few years back.