Our house went on the market recently. Our cute little house in a cute little cul-de-sac. This is the first home we bought together – we fell in love with the vaulted ceilings and sunroom the minute we walked in. Never mind the cedar siding that needed to be replaced, or the rotting deck out back, or the nasty carpet in the basement, or the random repairs that the previous owner had rigged. We loved the location and the neighborhood, and worked to make the house our own. We painted, replaced flooring, replaced siding, fixed the roof and deck, replaced windows, and planted flowers. It was – and still is – the cutest home we could have imagined for ourselves. Then, we found out I was pregnant with our first baby. We created his room ourselves. We cleared out the furniture, picked paint and new furniture, bought curtains, replaced trim, decorated, and organized. We had just finished washing and hanging all his little clothes in the closet when Jason was born. We walked through ...