With a one-year-old, it’s hard to make 2014 about anything
else. Truman had a lot of firsts: his first words and his first
steps, first swim and first plane ride. But it wasn’t all Truman all the time. As a young parent, your world gets small, but the outside world keeps moving
Speaking of moving, we moved to a new place. Just before
summer started we moved to South Deerfield, about five miles from where we were
before.
Our place in Sunderland was on a rural highway, surrounded
by cornfields, dairies, woods, and mountains. It was nice and quiet, and dark at
night. But it was the country, and quiet, and dark. We wanted to live some to
someplace where we could go for walks with a stroller and not need a car for every little
chore. And as Truman grows, so do his piles of clothes and toys; we needed more space. What really
got us looking was a change in ownership at our old apartment.
On a walk near our old apartment. Nature! |
The building was sold to new owners in the fall of 2013, and
their management style was the total opposite of what we were used to from the
previous owners. The landlord immediately raised the rent. This was
understandable. The rent before was low compared to similar places in the area.
But soon started the improvements. Construction, landscaping, tree removal,
painting, new laundry room, new stairwell, new parking lot, new mailboxes, new
windows. It’s nice to have new things, but it’s also nice not having
construction going on all the time. We never had a chance to relax. Soon
residents started complaining about the landlord entering their apartments
without notice. Every time he spoke with me, the landlord would gossip about
the other residents. He’d bring in building managers, but each left within a
couple of months.
The thing that drove me over the edge was the new heating
system. We had been on baseboard electric heating, but the landlord wanted to
switch over to propane. The switchover started in December. A new heater was
installed in the kitchen, but we realized after the fact that it was too big
(the old baseboard was left in and the new heater installed next to it) and our
refrigerator door wouldn’t open all the way. So the old heater was removed, and
the new one reinstalled a few inches to the left. Then a gas line had to be
installed. This was done in January. But the landlord didn’t want to turn on
the gas until the old propane could be removed. So near March, he notifies us
the gas will be turned on on the first of the month, and a surcharge of eighty
dollars would be added to our already higher rent. So the heat’s turned on as
soon the weather starts to warm up. April wrote an email to him about how
shitty this was, and he agreed to turn on the gas a few days early. We set the
thermostat to “tropical.”
While before we were passively searching for a new place,
the apartment hunt now became more urgent. April scoured craigslist and rental
websites. We focused on Greenfield. There’s a nice downtown, with a grocery
store and a YMCA. I occasionally work at the community college in Greenfield.
So it seemed the best fit. But we kept swinging and missing on the applications,
either not qualifying for the apartment, or having it get rented out to someone
else.
Downtown South Deerfield |
As soon as we were settled into our new place we took off on
a trip to California. And we somehow made it. After a lot of worrying about
getting to the airport by six in the morning, getting through security, finding
a decent place to sit—the last row on all four flights—and getting Truman
comfortable enough on the plane that he might actually nap, it turned out he
was a pretty good flyer. He made eyes at all the women who stood in line for
the bathroom. He took a short nap. He ate some gold fish crackers. He didn’t
get too cranky. He did a little, but who doesn’t get cranky on cross-country
flights? Many of the people who passed our row were surprised to see Truman
since he had been so quiet while other babies on board were spending their time
yowling.
We had a great time in California. We stayed at my parent’s
house. It took a few days before Truman warmed up to his grandma and grandpa,
but once he did he was running and dancing just like at home. We took a trip
with April’s mom to Santa Barbara to see Truman’s great Aunt and Uncle. We went
the zoo there and Truman got to feed a giraffe. During the car trip back to
Stockton we stopped at the beach and put our toes in the pacific. Truman got to
meet all his Polish relatives at a party hosted by my parents and at a second
party met all his Greek relatives at Yia Yia’s house. Even with a strict nap
schedule, Truman was able to keep up his social obligations.
Soon after returning home from California April found out
she was pregnant. Truman’s going to be a big brother! I don’t think he quite
realizes the amount of responsibility that will fall on his shoulders, or even
that he’s going to be a big. But he has been poking April’s tummy, so he knows
something’s up. And he likes kissing everything, so I think he’ll be alright
with a new younger sibling.
2014 was one of our most momentous years, but 2015 will be
even bigger. And crazier. And memorable. So here’s to whatever the new year
brings.