Tuesday, December 17, 2013

And a partridge in a blog treeeeee.

Well hello theren.

Long time, no see, kiss kiss, smooch smooch. Squeeze. Cough.

I have no strength to segue here, so we'll just jump right in.

Gracie does NOT have my alpha-gallergy (new word. I made it. It's mine.) - or if she did, she outgrew it as I did - that's right, I am back on the cow. Well, the udder. No meat. Just milk. All day. JK, not all day. After 6 months-ish of abstaining from meat and dairy (poultry was ok), I sorta lost a taste for it. I still eat it, but definitely as an accessory, and not as an all day deal. I love my veggies and I'm never giving them back. Anyway, she's fine when I eat dairy, and although she won't take formula, she IS back on the growth chart. The petite-est of petite peas slipped right down the growth chart till she fell off, then she jumped back on after I increased my calories roughly threefold last month. So now, I look like a house, and she's all the way back up in the 3rd percentile. Golf clap, Grace. Persnickety habits aside, she is the absolute sweetest child. She is so gentle, so sweet, so mild, so observant, so loving and lovable...I am so in love, can you tell? She also happens to have the world's best older brother, except when he's yanking her legs or clamping her ribs with his toy pliers.

We moved into our first home. It was a very difficult transition for me, simply due to the difficulties of packing and moving with a 3 month old and almost 3 year old with a husband in grad school while he renovates the entire new place. It's over. It's too recent to revisit. Just know, we moved into a house that had to be stripped to the subfloor (and even that had to go) because the previous tenants had piles and piles of dog feces EVERYWHERE. And urine soaked into subfloors and walls. And awful things. And now it's lovely, and done, and I'm thankful to be in. But I still get tired thinking about it.

I'm tired a lot. I have a 3 year old and a 6 month old, soooo...I think it's yes. I've had Phillippians 2:14 in my brain for a few days, specifically the not-complaining part, so I've been counting my blessings like Bing Crosby said.

In a few short weeks (like, two), I'll be heading back to Ye Olde Alma Mater; BCC. I took a year (oops) off to have Gracie, and although I would TRULY and sincerely love nothing more than to stay home with my kinderlings all day and continue to have a new one every few years (Lord willing, that latter part will still happen), it looks like I'll need to go back to work for the time being. Rather than continue to get short term jobs, I figure if I have to be away from my kittens, it better be doing something I love. So, nursing school it is. I love people. I love science. I love biology. I love to figure out puzzles. That last part probably fits better with diagnostics rather than nursing, but let's see what happens. I figure I can get my RN, work suuuuper part time (1-2 shifts/week) while finishing my BSN online, and then take it from there. I'm nervous, but very excited. Mostly excited. I talked to Korban today about it and he said "It's good!", so, that's encouraging. My husband is the most supportive man walking around on the Earth's crust, so that makes it a lot easier. He always believes in me. He always thinks I can do more than I think I can (he's been pushing med school for years). He never thinks our children would suffer (that is my top and single concern with returning to work). He always goes the extra mile and is such a good father. He makes me think I can go to school, work, and be a good mother. I am so very blessed to have him.

God has been so generous to us. We have seen prayers for our friends answered in miraculous ways. We have a beautiful home. We have loving family. We have our health, our faculties, beds to sleep in, food in the fridge, and meaningful work. Above all, we have a God Who loves us, a living Savior who never forsakes us, and the Holy Ghost abiding in us. It truly is a wonderful life.

"14 Do everything without complaining and arguing, 15 so that no one can criticize you. Live clean, innocent lives as children of God, shining like bright lights in a world full of crooked and perverse people. 16 Hold firmly to the word of life; then, on the day of Christ’s return, I will be proud that I did not run the race in vain and that my work was not useless." 

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