On the moving, we luckily did have lots of help with the packing and the schlepping parts, it was the unpacking part after all the helpers were gone that was bad. This all occurred during one of the busiest weeks of the year for dh's business, so he was not able to do much, and I was still in a lot of pain from the birth (that never totally went away, and is now getting worse again, see my thread about it here if you have ideas about chronic pelvic pain) and I was trying to figure out my new baby, and I was still a little loopy emotionally from the hormone shifts. We had boxes sitting around for a long time. We could have actually waited to move 2 weeks later than we did, but with a lot less help. And after our landlord had tried to prevent my midwife from coming to my house, and sprung the move surprise on us the week I was due (which he was well aware of) and put the house on the market so we had people coming to look at it just a few days after ds was born, we were just done. So yeah, we did it, we survived, and it sucked and I never want to do it again, or wish it on anyone else!
I've been slowly sorting through drawers and closets in preparation for our upcoming move. I didn't prepare for our last move very well (a year after the nightmare postpartum one) and I'm determined to make it a smoother process this time. Especially because it's a much longer distance this time. It feels good to get organized and to declutter some stuff. I'm also realizing how many things I could start packing now, (like all my prepregnancy clothes!)
Baby is really kicking everyday now, I can see the kicks when they are high enough that they aren't below my belly horizon! I can't wait until they are distinct enough for ds to see and feel, I think he'll like to watch.