Including the stroller. Which means six-seven weeks of carrying the baby everywhere.
A week from right now, we'll be at the airport, getting ready to fly to Michigan.
The family-friendly breakfasts we've been enjoying the past two months, with hotel employees and fellow Cirque members alike entertaining Kaylee while we eat will be a thing of the past.
Weekly trips to visit the cousins will be replaced with the occasional Skype call.
Some of the friends we've made in this city will be leaving us, as sabbaticals and lifestyle changes take them to places other than Australia next month.
I've never been a fan of change, and for the past few weeks I've been so focused on packing and excited about Michigan for Memorial Day that I've overlooked the negatives of this next move. But, it's starting to hit me. This city actually went by too fast, and too much of my time here was spent hibernating in our room while baby napped. I'll miss it. And I'll miss these people, even the ones I'll be seeing again in just five weeks.
There are good things, things I like about being somewhere new and exciting every few months. I'm excited about Michigan, vacation, Australia, and all of it. But, today, I'm reminded why it's important to me to find ways to remember cities, and what we did there, and how Kaylee grew in each - because our stays in them don't last forever.
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