Our First Month in our New Home.

We have now been in Canada a little over a month and we are LOVING it sick.

This is us at Brisbane airport, full of excitement and a ridiculous amount of luggage!

Sorry for the extremely poor quality iPhone image. My hands were extremely full and taking a proper photo with my SLR was NOT going to happen. And yes, that's my 3 year old pushing his own trolley. We needed 3 trolleys! So we put him to work. I love that 3 year olds love to help.

36 hours of non-stop travel later (3 flights and a 3 hour car trip) we arrived in our new home. This was actually the first time I'd set eyes on my house I now owed ALOT of money on and I was not disappointed. Who knew buying a house over Skype would actually turn out for the best?

We woke up to it snowing on our first morning in Canada. Magical. Truly magical. This was the stuff of dreams and after the last few very hectic (read: stressful) months and promises to Buddy "that there is snow in Canada". I felt like we had made it. All together finally and in our new home.

We had such a fun morning mucking around in our own backyard.

Then the snow continued to bucket in for a week after that creating a "Winter wonderland". In Spring. I'm beginning to realise there is going to be no such thing as Spring, Summer or Autumn. There's Winter and then there's Winter with no snow on the ground. The Canadians go a bit crazy in the Winter with no snow on the ground. They refer to this as "Summer".  Maybe after our first Winter here, I'll feel the same. To not have to shovel the white stuff off my driveway every morning will be a cause for celebration and I'll start to convince myself that it's "Summer" too.

Thank the heavens my Mum was here for the first couple of weeks in our home. I arrived to a completely disorganised house and virtually everything was still in boxes (or in a cupboard, I didn't want it to be). The family and I wouldn't have eaten or had washed clothes or etcetera, etcetera, etcetera had it not been for my dear Mum, who spent her holidays from work playing housekeeper.

Enough gratitude cannot be expressed.

There were a few ups and downs in those first weeks, including a small emotional breakdown over the kitchen not having a pantry (not everything goes so smoothly when buying a house over Skype). This actually had nothing to do with the kitchen not having a pantry and everything to do with me being the jet-lagged, sleep-deprived, over-whelmed, home-sick mother of a newborn and 3 year old. You will all gladly know the problem has been sorted and I now have a pantry.

A few weeks later we have settled in nicely, the homesickness comes and goes (as I think it always will) and it's quite often replaced with the excitement of living somewhere new and SO darn beautiful. I mean, pinch me, I LIVE IN THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS. We have relished in the adventure and as always it's never enough. The insatiable thirst for adventure that drives my husband and I.  Canada, we are going to get along famously.