What have we done???

Well today we bought a house and took off the condition on our house that stated we had to find a house first before the offer could go through.

Back in July we listed our house. I didn't really think it would sell or that we would find anything. I knew that we needed to find a new house but I wasn't really ready to go. I didn't think we would sell as the market in our area is flooded. We were just going to take our house off the market as I was getting to stressed and we got an offer on labour day. We had a week to find a house and we sort of did.

So here's the thing we are moving from a beautiful 1700 sq foot bungalow to a 1300 sq foot house that is in need of a tonne of work. The new house is on a beautiful 3 acres and it is at the edge of a small community and it is 5 minutes to a city. The house pretty much sucks compared to the one I am in now. It has potential but it will never be this house. Maybe I just bit off more than I could chew right now, but there's no turning back.

So now I have to leave my home, my safe place, my sanctuary. Why is it so hard? I am sitting here sobbing hoping that if I clear it out of my mind that I can look at it as a new beginning, right now it just hurts.

This is the house that I found out I may never have children
The house that I took my first injection
The house that I suffered my first failed cycle
The house where my hubby and I didn't know if we would make it through all this
The house that I was in, sitting at the kitchen table when I found out finally that I was pg, and my husband was right beside me
The house that I spent months and months on bed rest during my PG
The house that I finally brought my boys home to
The house that I spent countless hours up with my boys and thanking my lucky stars I have them
The house where my boys took their first steps
The house where they cut their first teeth
The house where they had their first birthday
The house where we decided to try again
The house where I had more failed cycles
The house where I had a successful cycle and a wee baby
The house that my kids will never remember
The house that has a yard that sucks
The house that I feel like the walls fit around me and make me feel safe
The house that all my nick knacks fit in
The house that my husband and I painstakingly chose every board to place when we put in our hardwood flooring
The house that now that it's to late I don't want to leave because I won't ever be able to sit in the room where I spent so much time with my boys and just remember the early days. I will never be able to go through the front door again and know what it felt like to finally bring a baby home.
What have we done?

To be fair we have bought a beautiful property and it will be a wonderful place to bring up my kids and I really wanted to leave the town we lived in as I didn't want my kids going through school in this place anyway. We also only have 2 bedrooms on the main floor so the Missy is in our room, so I finally will get to decorate a nursery. (Better late than never right?)

So hold my hand and tell me it's going to OK... cause in the end all that really matters is I have my family anyway... so if that is true why the heck is it so darn hard?

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Updated
Oh ya and I went to a card making class and the gal is 5 months PG. It still bothers me so I suppose it doesn't help with the whole emotional thing?