Is It Naptime Yet

So today they changed our ward boundaries.
I’m so sad.
It was a meeting for four wards and now we are three.
Half of my ward was combined with another ward.
Then the remaining part of my ward was put into the other two wards.
I am so sad.
Only a handful of my ward  was put into the ward I’m now in. I’m separated from all but one of the mom’s in my former ward, Sam, which I still like, but it still stinks.
Lilah will have to start over completely, which I wasn’t too surprised about, but we’ll even have to go to a new building.  She already doesn’t want to go church.
I don’t have the Jewitt’s in my ward which totally crushes me. I cried off and on for the rest of the meeting when I saw that.In which I still plan on using them for babysitting and going to Beth for homeschooling advice, they won’t get rid of me so easily.
I hate moving. When we moved two years ago I was a mess going to church our first Sunday. Of course I had Eden the Monday after but I worry about fitting in and finding friends or people I like.
It mostly sucks because we’ll only know a handful of people and I’m pretty shy when starting out, plus we’re back to going at 9:00 am and Jon plans on going to a local Unitarian church which meets at 10 am, though he’ll only go every other week or so if he likes it, which would have been fine since we were suppose to be at 11 am this year. So I’m not sure how we’re gonna swing that.
We’re going to try to continue our mother’s group, but now none of the women have keys, unless someone is immediately put into a presidency and we’d still need to run it by the bishop of that building and figure things out.
This really sucks.
I really loved the Coronado Hills Ward.