Its ok

As each day passes, I am starting to worry a bit more about the sale of our flat. I know it’s looking promising and I know that best case scenario we get to stay- worst case we have to move. 
The thing I think that kind of unease’s me is the actual sale, having people come through our flat, viewing how we live and the flat itself as to whether they want to keep us as tenants. It’s odd. It’s an odd feeling. Our living situation is in someone else’s hands during the sale. I just really hope we get to stay I so love it here, I like my neighbours, it’s close to everything and its safe and quiet for my boys.
 
Realistically we’ll be fine either way; home is where the heart is and where my family are. I don’t know how else to explain it but it’s just something that’s sticking in my head, I think the fact that the first open home will be right before we go away doesn’t make me feel any better.
 
I took this beautiful boy out today to get a couple of things and we had morning tea. He’s growing up so fast he looked like such a boy sitting on a chair eating all by himself. He helped me buy some herbal tea and we saw my mama in law briefly as he was itching to get going.
 
This afternoon as he ran around pushing his toy pig in his block wagon, the wheel hit the step and the momentum flung him over his wagon and face first onto the concrete. He’s cut his lip which is now looking rather large, he’s a bit upset about it off and on as its quite a cut his teeth made in his lip.
 
Marley struggled with school this morning, he was better today than yesterday where I had to carry him into class but he was still very anxious about me leaving him this morning. It seems to suddenly hit him right as we’re about to go into class. I hate seeing him upset, I can see how he’s feeling and I feel it too.
 That tug of my heart from my child is hard to resist but he had a great day as he always does once I’m gone.