Friday, October 30, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Buggie Boo
Keith is our unexpected addition. And we wouldn't have it any other way. We are so blessed and happy to have him in our family. When Belle was born I thought that I wouldn't have any other babies as big as she was. Keith was bigger. At 9 months his personality is really starting to come out and we are all loving getting to know him.
He is and always has been a big boy. But he is not just big in size, but big in heart and mind. He is a sweetheart and loves hugs and kisses and is normally all smiles.
His nick name of BuggieBoo really just fell into him but fits him perfectly. His Uncle Keith was "Keithie-Boo" when he was little and it's interesting that without ever planning such a thing we have another Keith who is also a Boo. It just fits.
Buggie is just as stubborn, and smart as his sister but goes about it in a much more quiet way. Strong and Silent type, you might say. A prime example of this is when he eats. He is turning into a picky eater and only wants to eat what he can feed himself. So, to refuse the spoon--he doesn't fuss, cry, or even make any noise at all. He simply clamps his mouth shut with his bottom lip over the top as tight as possible and refuses to open. Sometimes head turning or pushing away the spoon with his hand is involved, but never crying about it. There were weeks as a small baby that I don't think he cried much at all. If he takes a toy from Belle...oh you hear about it! But if she takes one from him most of the time--a few exceptions--he doesn't cry about it but just goes over to her and takes it back. If you move him from something he shouldn't be doing--he doesn't get upset--but just goes right back to it the minute you let him loose again. Strong and silent.
He is a big tease, and it is so fun to watch him try and tease. If we are on the floor crawling around and tickling he joins in and has given me a few zurburts. Then he thinks he is so funny and laughs at himself. To continue with the food example there are times when he will actually take the spoon. Only because he wants to razzzzz all those sweet potatoes all over the place! He laughs at himself then, too. His favorite thing to play with is a ball and his first offical word is ball. "ba, ba". David asked him where the ball was, he went and got it and brought it back to him and held it up to show him saying "ba, ba". He also loves his puppy, knocking block stacks over, and holding things in his feet like a monkey.
Keith is also very busy and always wanting to move. He always wants to be involved in what people around him are doing/playing and doesn't like to be left out(usually displayed by quiet longing looks at whatever is going on he's not a part of). Lately he has learned to sit back up from a crawling position, and pull up and cruise on the furniture. Even though he crawls on his tummy he gets up on hands and knees to do important things like pull himself up on furniture and get back to a sitting
position.
He LOVES anything and everything to do with Belle. All she has to do is look at him and say "Hi Boo" or "Hi You, You" and he will smile and/or laugh. Her treasures are his #1 target whenever they are in his reach. Her baby, water cup, and puhta puhta are some of his favorite things, too.
His smile is as big as he is, and his jolly laugh is one of my favorite things ever.
Love you, Buggie.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
My Bella, My Bella
I remember quite vividly sitting on my parent's bed and watching my Dad remove his tie after work. And he was singing to me. "Oh Lizzy, Oh Lizzy, Oh Lizzy Oh you make my sad heart sing with joy from above...". I wondered why his heart was sad but happy that I could make it feel better.
The reason I bring this up in a post dedicated to my Bella is because that is what she is. Pure Joy. Her bouncing and usually messy curls, the twinkle in her eye when she giggles or teases, and the innocence of her sweet hugs, kisses, and peacefully sleeping face all bring joy to my heart.
I don't think she has willfully sat still for more than 15 seconds at a time since she was 3 months old. When she accomplishes this feet during a prayer she will proudly exclaim the second the 'Amen' is said "Mommy, I was reverent!!".
Always moving, moving, moving and SEEING, SEEING SEEING. She never misses anything in a room or any sort of noise. She notices when someone is wearing the same kind of shoes that she is, and she knows where everything goes in a room and notices if anything changes. She hears dogs barking and roosters crowing three blocks away and asks every day "what's that?" when the school buses pass our house or a wall creeks. She is always aware when she is being talked about and can get shy when she meets new places and new people. But once she is comfortable--good luck getting her to be quiet! This is her "Belle" side.
Isabelle is always amazing us with her memory. She remembers everything and wants to memorize everything; and randomly quotes books, songs, and movies whether we just read it yesterday or three weeks ago. When she hears something new she will ask you to read/sing it again, again, again and again until she has it memorized. I catch her trying mouth the words as she asks for songs again, again, and again. This is her "Isabelle" side.
She is also very much her Daddy's girl in the fact that she is terribly stubborn. If she wants to do it, she will do it--no getting in her way. And the same goes if she DOESN'T want to do it. I think this trait will come in handy someday, as long as we can help her channel that will to do positive things. She is a girl who knows what she wants, and how to get it. This is her "Isabelle Marilyn Lewis" side.
Miss Belle is a great big sister and very proud of "little boo", little you you you", or "Buggie" whenever he learns something new. All of those names given to him by her, by the way. Her Daddy blessed her in her baby blessing that she would be an example to her younger siblings and I can already see that coming true. She is always concerned for the feelings of others and worries when people are sad. Miss Belle also loves to dance in her pretty dresses. She is learning to use her imagination and it is so fun to see. All week I have been answering to Cinderelly and if I answer "Yes?" instead of "Yes, Gus Gus?" she will remind me that she is Gus. Or a whale. or Pooh Bear. or the Prince. Or whatever she is pretending to be. This is our "Missy".
Favorite things list: Outside, animals, music, treats, outside, anything buttery(or just plain butter--"I don't want you to spread it around" she tells me), her baby doll Santa brought her last year and her Daisy (rocking horse), stories, strawberries, movies, and outside.
But whatever name she might be called, she is most of all My Bella. And she is amazing. Love you, girl.
The reason I bring this up in a post dedicated to my Bella is because that is what she is. Pure Joy. Her bouncing and usually messy curls, the twinkle in her eye when she giggles or teases, and the innocence of her sweet hugs, kisses, and peacefully sleeping face all bring joy to my heart.
I don't think she has willfully sat still for more than 15 seconds at a time since she was 3 months old. When she accomplishes this feet during a prayer she will proudly exclaim the second the 'Amen' is said "Mommy, I was reverent!!".
Always moving, moving, moving and SEEING, SEEING SEEING. She never misses anything in a room or any sort of noise. She notices when someone is wearing the same kind of shoes that she is, and she knows where everything goes in a room and notices if anything changes. She hears dogs barking and roosters crowing three blocks away and asks every day "what's that?" when the school buses pass our house or a wall creeks. She is always aware when she is being talked about and can get shy when she meets new places and new people. But once she is comfortable--good luck getting her to be quiet! This is her "Belle" side.
Isabelle is always amazing us with her memory. She remembers everything and wants to memorize everything; and randomly quotes books, songs, and movies whether we just read it yesterday or three weeks ago. When she hears something new she will ask you to read/sing it again, again, again and again until she has it memorized. I catch her trying mouth the words as she asks for songs again, again, and again. This is her "Isabelle" side.
She is also very much her Daddy's girl in the fact that she is terribly stubborn. If she wants to do it, she will do it--no getting in her way. And the same goes if she DOESN'T want to do it. I think this trait will come in handy someday, as long as we can help her channel that will to do positive things. She is a girl who knows what she wants, and how to get it. This is her "Isabelle Marilyn Lewis" side.
Miss Belle is a great big sister and very proud of "little boo", little you you you", or "Buggie" whenever he learns something new. All of those names given to him by her, by the way. Her Daddy blessed her in her baby blessing that she would be an example to her younger siblings and I can already see that coming true. She is always concerned for the feelings of others and worries when people are sad. Miss Belle also loves to dance in her pretty dresses. She is learning to use her imagination and it is so fun to see. All week I have been answering to Cinderelly and if I answer "Yes?" instead of "Yes, Gus Gus?" she will remind me that she is Gus. Or a whale. or Pooh Bear. or the Prince. Or whatever she is pretending to be. This is our "Missy".
Favorite things list: Outside, animals, music, treats, outside, anything buttery(or just plain butter--"I don't want you to spread it around" she tells me), her baby doll Santa brought her last year and her Daisy (rocking horse), stories, strawberries, movies, and outside.
But whatever name she might be called, she is most of all My Bella. And she is amazing. Love you, girl.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
The kiddos
A few weeks ago my sister-in-law posted a post about each of her kids on her blog. It was very cute and sweet, and David suggested I do it here. I said I would only if she gave permission for me to steal her idea.
So--with her permission--and with no expectations of my writing being nearly as good as hers (she's a fabulous writer)--I'm going to give it a try. Stay tuned.
Happy 9 months old!
I can't believe Keith is 9 months old today! The time has flown!
I celebrated by finishing his quilt top. Here's a few pics, for Mom...
Now just to get it quilted. Because of the appliques I think it is beyond my machine quilting abilites. I don't really want to put it up on frames, either. I'm taking it to the fabric store in Tooele where they will use their quilting machine and charge me $35. Worth it.
Belle's latest:
As David was leaving early one morning last weekend to go hunting he stopped to say buy and gave me a kiss. Belle rolls over in bed and says "Don't worry, I will wipe that kiss off for her", rolls back over, and goes back to sleep. It was hilarious.
Also last weekend she found a story at Nana's and Papa's that we read several times. It was one I remember reading as a kid. I want you to guess which story from this:The next day she told David--"Where's your manners Daddy! Say Howdy!"
"I like Prophet Monson. He's a good guy"
Helping David at the store put the groceries on the belt at the checkout she notices the Cheesecake flavored yogurt: (very excitedly) "Daddy is there pie in this yorgrit?! Why is there pie in this yorgrit?"
I celebrated by finishing his quilt top. Here's a few pics, for Mom...
Now just to get it quilted. Because of the appliques I think it is beyond my machine quilting abilites. I don't really want to put it up on frames, either. I'm taking it to the fabric store in Tooele where they will use their quilting machine and charge me $35. Worth it.
Belle's latest:
As David was leaving early one morning last weekend to go hunting he stopped to say buy and gave me a kiss. Belle rolls over in bed and says "Don't worry, I will wipe that kiss off for her", rolls back over, and goes back to sleep. It was hilarious.
Also last weekend she found a story at Nana's and Papa's that we read several times. It was one I remember reading as a kid. I want you to guess which story from this:The next day she told David--"Where's your manners Daddy! Say Howdy!"
"I like Prophet Monson. He's a good guy"
Helping David at the store put the groceries on the belt at the checkout she notices the Cheesecake flavored yogurt: (very excitedly) "Daddy is there pie in this yorgrit?! Why is there pie in this yorgrit?"
Monday, October 12, 2009
Private Lewis
Winner of all army-crawling races. I'm not convinced he will ever up on all fours crawl, because he seems so content to get around this way, can get everything he wants, and is pulling himself up on things. He does get up and rock back and forth a lot though so maybe he will.
It's about time...
Keith got a hair cut. It was getting bad enough that Grandma Oliver offered to do it when we visited her last week. I told her I was nervous to do it, and she laughed it off and said it's no big deal, just trim around the ears and he'd be fine. She had four sons, so I figured she knew what she was talking about. I, however, still did not know how to do it. I held Keith to try and get him to hold still and David trimmed around his ears.
Before:
Couldn't get a good pic of during because of the fact that the only way to get him to hold still enough was to nurse him.
After:
Nice job Daddy! So Maybe we need a little practice...
Before:
Couldn't get a good pic of during because of the fact that the only way to get him to hold still enough was to nurse him.
After:
Nice job Daddy! So Maybe we need a little practice...
Adventures in Everyday Life
We have had several adventures the last few days. Nothing exotic, however. Just par for the course around here.
The first involves me cooking. I have made clam chowder maybe once a year since David and I got married. I love clam chowder and feel it is one of those "comfort foods" so I always get all revved up about making the chowder. And it has never turned out. Once it was too runny, once it was too salty, and usually I try to make it low fat and use milk--even skim milk--instead of the half & half--AND once I even was naive enough to buy whole clams, thinking it would make bigger, meatier clam chunks in the soup. Note: don't buy whole clams. They are WHOLE. As in heads, etc. That is one clam chowder that I believe will be in our Lewis Family History from our DINK era. (Dual Income No Kids). I'm pretty sure I only ate a few bites and David had to eat the rest of the pot.
So once I decided it was getting cooler outside and it was time to try the chowder, I was determined this time to make it work. Use the Half & Half, and follow a recipe (wink wink) and everything. I was even real ambitious and decided to make some bread to go with it. Ummmmm yummy. Well? How did it turn out, you ask? Delicious!! The chowder was yummy! The only complaint was that it could use more clams--so on leftover night I added the extra clams--and then it was perfect! Woot woot!!
The Bread? Not so much.
As a teenager--like 13 or so---(maybe even younger I'm not sure exactly) making the bread at home was my job. I liked doing it, I learned to do it, and therefore every time the bread needed to be made I did it. For YEARS. So the fact that I hadn't actually made any for a very long time (can't remember the last time) didn't phase me much, I just went at it like I had made it last week. And we have four loaves of 'glue rocks'. Four because after the first two I was disappointed enough to go straight into making some more. More glue rocks, that is.
Luckily we have discovered the culprit. I guess five years is too long for yeast to survive? I put some in some water to test...and NO bubbles. not one!! WHYYYYYY???? didn't I notice this while trying to make the bread? Or that for the past six months all of our pizza crust has tasted heavy and dry?? That question I just don't have the answer to. But I made David go to the store today for yeast to redeem myself and now we have some nice homemade bread.
Next week is Deer Hunt and I have promised homemade donuts. NO I will NOT use the 14 cups of flour recipe this time!! (BTW MOM, did you always make so many Spudnuts at once?? 14 cups of flour?? I was floored last year!!) My Mom must have made spudnuts in the fall because cool, crisp, clear fall air always makes me hanker for a homemade donut/spudnut. We'll see how it goes...tune in next time;-).
Belle quote of the day "I don't see any fall outside"
Adventure #2
Heading up the canyon to see fall leaves on a spur-of-the-moment get in the car and go. Problem? Just when we get there the low fuel light turned on. SO we turned around, went back to town, gassed up, and tried again. WHEW but we had a great time! Here's the pics.
The first involves me cooking. I have made clam chowder maybe once a year since David and I got married. I love clam chowder and feel it is one of those "comfort foods" so I always get all revved up about making the chowder. And it has never turned out. Once it was too runny, once it was too salty, and usually I try to make it low fat and use milk--even skim milk--instead of the half & half--AND once I even was naive enough to buy whole clams, thinking it would make bigger, meatier clam chunks in the soup. Note: don't buy whole clams. They are WHOLE. As in heads, etc. That is one clam chowder that I believe will be in our Lewis Family History from our DINK era. (Dual Income No Kids). I'm pretty sure I only ate a few bites and David had to eat the rest of the pot.
So once I decided it was getting cooler outside and it was time to try the chowder, I was determined this time to make it work. Use the Half & Half, and follow a recipe (wink wink) and everything. I was even real ambitious and decided to make some bread to go with it. Ummmmm yummy. Well? How did it turn out, you ask? Delicious!! The chowder was yummy! The only complaint was that it could use more clams--so on leftover night I added the extra clams--and then it was perfect! Woot woot!!
The Bread? Not so much.
As a teenager--like 13 or so---(maybe even younger I'm not sure exactly) making the bread at home was my job. I liked doing it, I learned to do it, and therefore every time the bread needed to be made I did it. For YEARS. So the fact that I hadn't actually made any for a very long time (can't remember the last time) didn't phase me much, I just went at it like I had made it last week. And we have four loaves of 'glue rocks'. Four because after the first two I was disappointed enough to go straight into making some more. More glue rocks, that is.
Luckily we have discovered the culprit. I guess five years is too long for yeast to survive? I put some in some water to test...and NO bubbles. not one!! WHYYYYYY???? didn't I notice this while trying to make the bread? Or that for the past six months all of our pizza crust has tasted heavy and dry?? That question I just don't have the answer to. But I made David go to the store today for yeast to redeem myself and now we have some nice homemade bread.
Next week is Deer Hunt and I have promised homemade donuts. NO I will NOT use the 14 cups of flour recipe this time!! (BTW MOM, did you always make so many Spudnuts at once?? 14 cups of flour?? I was floored last year!!) My Mom must have made spudnuts in the fall because cool, crisp, clear fall air always makes me hanker for a homemade donut/spudnut. We'll see how it goes...tune in next time;-).
Belle quote of the day "I don't see any fall outside"
Adventure #2
Heading up the canyon to see fall leaves on a spur-of-the-moment get in the car and go. Problem? Just when we get there the low fuel light turned on. SO we turned around, went back to town, gassed up, and tried again. WHEW but we had a great time! Here's the pics.
Thursday, October 08, 2009
Why?
"Why is that little boy in a tent?"
He wants to sleep outside in a tent.
"Why?"
He thinks it will be fun
"Why?"
It's something exciting and different instead of his bed.
Oh.
"Why is that owl in the tree next to the tent?"
that's where the owl lives
"Why?"
Owls live in trees.
"Why?"
It's a nice comfortable place for them to sleep.
"Why?"
Because that tree has a nice bug TRUNK and a hole in it big enough for the owl's home.
"Just like Horton!!" (the elephant).
He wants to sleep outside in a tent.
"Why?"
He thinks it will be fun
"Why?"
It's something exciting and different instead of his bed.
Oh.
"Why is that owl in the tree next to the tent?"
that's where the owl lives
"Why?"
Owls live in trees.
"Why?"
It's a nice comfortable place for them to sleep.
"Why?"
Because that tree has a nice bug TRUNK and a hole in it big enough for the owl's home.
"Just like Horton!!" (the elephant).
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
I have
I have a beautiful family, two sweet babies and a thoughtful husband.
I have a testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
I have (including all in-laws) siblings, parents, grandparents, nieces, nephews, aunts, uncles, cousins who bring joy into my life through support, laughter, and adventure.
I have food, clothing, shelter more that adequate for my needs.
I have health.
I have gratitude (Admittedly not always as I should but right now I do!)
I have a wonderful life.
I have a testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
I have (including all in-laws) siblings, parents, grandparents, nieces, nephews, aunts, uncles, cousins who bring joy into my life through support, laughter, and adventure.
I have food, clothing, shelter more that adequate for my needs.
I have health.
I have gratitude (Admittedly not always as I should but right now I do!)
I have a wonderful life.
I want
I want to be a good mother. Always have clean and well-behaved, well-rounded children.
I want to be a good wife.
I want to keep a super-clean house.
I want to always have delicious, feel-good meals on the table.(that I cooked)
I want to be crafty and creative.
I want to exercise and be fit.
I want to read intelligent books.
I want more patience, charity, long-suffering, temperance, etc., etc....
I want to be the kind of neighbor and friend that always remembers, and notices when someone needs some extra support.
I want to go to the temple more often.
I want to study the scriptures more regularly.
I want to be gentle with myself, and have realistic expectations.
I want to be confidant in my abilities and strengths while a the same time be aware of my shortcomings. Not letting the shortcomings get me down yet not hide them so as I can work on them a little at a time. Knowing that it takes time to develop these things...not getting overwhelmed...yet not ignoring them.
I want to be a good wife.
I want to keep a super-clean house.
I want to always have delicious, feel-good meals on the table.(that I cooked)
I want to be crafty and creative.
I want to exercise and be fit.
I want to read intelligent books.
I want more patience, charity, long-suffering, temperance, etc., etc....
I want to be the kind of neighbor and friend that always remembers, and notices when someone needs some extra support.
I want to go to the temple more often.
I want to study the scriptures more regularly.
I want to be gentle with myself, and have realistic expectations.
I want to be confidant in my abilities and strengths while a the same time be aware of my shortcomings. Not letting the shortcomings get me down yet not hide them so as I can work on them a little at a time. Knowing that it takes time to develop these things...not getting overwhelmed...yet not ignoring them.
Latest Belle quotes
I realize it's been awhile since I posted any Belle quotes. David and I are trying to remember the good ones. I just need a recorder to follow her around all day, she's constantly cracking us up.
So, that leads to the first one: "Daddy, you crack me up!"
Belle does not just say "Bye" anymore. It's always "See you later Alligator" and if you don't respond appropriately she will for you. "After while, crocodile".
Lifting one finger, shaking it back and forth and saying "No, Daddy...no, no, no...I'M going to sing a pretty song now". Proceeds to sing a made-up gibberish pretty song.
While picking her souvenir at SeaWorld David told her she could pick a new toy. Her eyes light up and she exclaimed "For Christmas?" Then after picking her Shamu she immediately turned and said "What can we get for Buggie?".
"I love the zoo"
When she left for the store with David and I stayed home: "I will miss you, Mother! Let me give you a hug and a kiss. See you soon sweetieheart". (accompanied with a hug and a kiss).
Everything needs a mother. The contact solution bottle, lotion bottles, pencils, crayons, crackers, toys...basically everything live or inanimate that she can find a little one and a big one. "She needs her Mother". She literally carried around a contact solution bottle and a sample contact solution bottle for like four days because the little one "needed her Mother". Example #2 of this: Playing dinosaurs with almost 10 yr old boy cousin. Cousin: "Roar Roar Roar Bang Bang Bang Eat this one up.....Roar" Belle: "NO NO NO !!! They aren't fighting, she just wants her MOTHER!!"
"Buggie, No!" (and she removes a foreign object from his MOUTH!) Thanks Belle. Glad you're watching out for the kid.
Like I say, there are more all the time, I'll have to do better about writing them down.
So, that leads to the first one: "Daddy, you crack me up!"
Belle does not just say "Bye" anymore. It's always "See you later Alligator" and if you don't respond appropriately she will for you. "After while, crocodile".
Lifting one finger, shaking it back and forth and saying "No, Daddy...no, no, no...I'M going to sing a pretty song now". Proceeds to sing a made-up gibberish pretty song.
While picking her souvenir at SeaWorld David told her she could pick a new toy. Her eyes light up and she exclaimed "For Christmas?" Then after picking her Shamu she immediately turned and said "What can we get for Buggie?".
"I love the zoo"
When she left for the store with David and I stayed home: "I will miss you, Mother! Let me give you a hug and a kiss. See you soon sweetieheart". (accompanied with a hug and a kiss).
Everything needs a mother. The contact solution bottle, lotion bottles, pencils, crayons, crackers, toys...basically everything live or inanimate that she can find a little one and a big one. "She needs her Mother". She literally carried around a contact solution bottle and a sample contact solution bottle for like four days because the little one "needed her Mother". Example #2 of this: Playing dinosaurs with almost 10 yr old boy cousin. Cousin: "Roar Roar Roar Bang Bang Bang Eat this one up.....Roar" Belle: "NO NO NO !!! They aren't fighting, she just wants her MOTHER!!"
"Buggie, No!" (and she removes a foreign object from his MOUTH!) Thanks Belle. Glad you're watching out for the kid.
Like I say, there are more all the time, I'll have to do better about writing them down.
Thursday, October 01, 2009
What next?
So, you all know those teenage girls who when you ask what they want to be when they grow up and they say "Go to college, get married, have kids". And...?? It's like life ends after the "have kids" part. I'm not trying to say this isn't important...being a mother is the most important and biggest part of my life. I just want to point out that I was one of those girls, and was surprised when I still had big life decisions to make after I was "grown up".
Once I got married I thought all the big decisions in life were over. We could live happy ever after and not worry about what next. I think this is partly due to the fact that there are a lot of big life decisions made during that time of life. It's stressful. What I didn't know was that there are a lot of big life decisions to be made...throughout life...ALL the time*.
David and I have been so blessed that those decisions have been fairly painless and easy up to this point. We have been guided in what to do and things have worked out fairly smoothly. For example: The ONE online class I found to take at Gavilian Hills College in Gilroy. I couldn't have graduated before Belle was born without it. As it was I had to get special permission to take 20 credit hours in one semester. One more class would have gone over. That is just one example, there have been many blessings like that in our lives.
Now I am waiting for another such little miracle. We need to decide what to do next...where to live and raise our family, and find a house that we can afford. This decision has been very difficult. It's not as though we have to live somewhere for work. We could really live anywhere we want within reasonable distance to an airport. Some friends of ours recently moved their family with three small children to the West coast of Mexico.
After months of prayers and deliberation, we have sort of decided to look for a house in Grantsville. Homes are more affordable here, the drive to the airport is reasonable, and it is close to home where I can get support when David is away. Not that I couldn't find support other places. But those places don't meet the "affordable" criteria. The "sort of" means if we can find somewhere else that meets those criteria we aren't against looking somewhere else.
It is also fairly frustrating to David (and I--but more so for David) that after working hard to get where he is we are still wondering how we will afford a home. There are a lot of variables that if one or two of them tipped our direction we would feel a lot more comfortable about committing to a house. So, maybe we will just wait 6 more months and see if something changes. If it doesn't?
Ahh....life's big decisions. Bring 'em on.
*me being the drama queen that I am, sometimes what car seat to buy becomes a "Big" life decision. But I'm trying to keep things in perspective. Speaking of being a drama queen, I've taken the kids to the Dr so many times when there was nothing wrong with them that the Dr. actually suggested today that I buy my own otoscope to check them at home. awesome.
Once I got married I thought all the big decisions in life were over. We could live happy ever after and not worry about what next. I think this is partly due to the fact that there are a lot of big life decisions made during that time of life. It's stressful. What I didn't know was that there are a lot of big life decisions to be made...throughout life...ALL the time*.
David and I have been so blessed that those decisions have been fairly painless and easy up to this point. We have been guided in what to do and things have worked out fairly smoothly. For example: The ONE online class I found to take at Gavilian Hills College in Gilroy. I couldn't have graduated before Belle was born without it. As it was I had to get special permission to take 20 credit hours in one semester. One more class would have gone over. That is just one example, there have been many blessings like that in our lives.
Now I am waiting for another such little miracle. We need to decide what to do next...where to live and raise our family, and find a house that we can afford. This decision has been very difficult. It's not as though we have to live somewhere for work. We could really live anywhere we want within reasonable distance to an airport. Some friends of ours recently moved their family with three small children to the West coast of Mexico.
After months of prayers and deliberation, we have sort of decided to look for a house in Grantsville. Homes are more affordable here, the drive to the airport is reasonable, and it is close to home where I can get support when David is away. Not that I couldn't find support other places. But those places don't meet the "affordable" criteria. The "sort of" means if we can find somewhere else that meets those criteria we aren't against looking somewhere else.
It is also fairly frustrating to David (and I--but more so for David) that after working hard to get where he is we are still wondering how we will afford a home. There are a lot of variables that if one or two of them tipped our direction we would feel a lot more comfortable about committing to a house. So, maybe we will just wait 6 more months and see if something changes. If it doesn't?
Ahh....life's big decisions. Bring 'em on.
*me being the drama queen that I am, sometimes what car seat to buy becomes a "Big" life decision. But I'm trying to keep things in perspective. Speaking of being a drama queen, I've taken the kids to the Dr so many times when there was nothing wrong with them that the Dr. actually suggested today that I buy my own otoscope to check them at home. awesome.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)