Want to know one perk of moving in the near-ish future? People want to get together "one last time". My social calendar is filling up. And I am feeling very loved. Oh and people want to help me. For example, a very sweet friend is watching the girls in the morning just so I can have time to get stuff done. Yes please! And thank you. I could get used to this.
I can't remember if I mentioned it before or not, but awhile back I went to Charlotte's dance picture prepared to say NO! I was not going to waste money on the professional pictures when I am capable of taking a cute picture of my ballerina myself. But that check I brought just in case came in real handy....
How could I resist so much cuteness? I couldn't. And today when those pictures arrived in the mail it totally made my day. Because despite feeling loved (and popular!) I am also feeling very blah and unmotivated. Sometimes moving just sucks the life right out of you. Even when that move is a good move bringing us closer to finishing this marathon-like chapter of our life. Moving is hard. Physically and emotionally. (The fact that this is our tenth move doesn't make it any easier. I mean sure I know how to pack really, really well. But it is still a lot of work.)
Besides moving season, it is nearly birthday season around here. Next month I will be 31. (Lets not talk about it. Thanks.) Charlotte will be 4. And Isaiah will be 7! I am having a hard time accepting Charlotte turning four. Three has been such a fun age for her and I just wish I could bottle her up and keep her this way forever...or at least a little longer! Admittedly I am not feeling as nostalgic about Isaiah's impending age change. Six has been a tough year for him and us as his parents. I am excited (and hopeful!) for seven.
So I went to this wedding this past weekend. It was going to be a date night. And then it wasn't. And then I went alone (despite my better judgement telling me I shouldn't as I had off & on belly pain all weekend). The wedding was for a former PA classmate (and her now husband). And it was GORGEOUS! And so fun. I got to reconnect with (some of) my PA people. These are the people that survived and supported me through some of the most challenging years of my life. I guess what I am saying is it was really good to see them.
|(Photo shamelessly stolen from my friend-not-the-bride's Facebook page. Laura does your day feel complete now that you know one of my children pooped on the floor today? I really hope so!)|
Until they informed me that I need to take my PA re-certification exam NEXT YEAR. (I thought I still had two years before it was test time.) Then I felt like I was going to puke. I literally felt lightheaded and sick at the mention of this. Because next year I am planning on being a vagabond and living carefree. Studying and preparing for a test that my medical license depends upon was not part of the plan! But I didn't throw up immediately. No it was all fun and games until the ride home....when I did vomit (while driving) all over myself and Joe's car. Unfortunately that really happened. And while I have recovered, I am not sure Joe's car ever will.
Unrelated and random question I keep asking myself...how much TV is too much to allow my kids to watch every day? I mean really? I know the American Academy of Pediatrics recommend no screen time for those under 2 and less than 2 hours for all other kids...but it's just PBS. It is educational and all that jazz. And it's keeping me sane. So yeah, rules shmules. Sorry pediatricians. And sorry to my children and your rotting brains and ever decreasing attention spans. I love you. I really do. But I am just trying to survive.
And in an attempt to not sound like a broken record of moving doom and gloom...besides birthdays we have a few other exciting events coming up. This week I have a mid-week Moms Night Ou t event. That never happens. (And I am ridiculously excited. I am going to try really hard not to throw up this time. No guarantees. My track record is terrible!) Saturday will be our 11th wedding anniversary. Making a grand total of 15 years as a couple (dating & married). No big plans. But we will be together. So that will be nice. And a little further away but still much anticipated, is the going away/farewell party our friends are throwing us. It seems like just yesterday that our Wisconsin friends were throwing us a going away party before we moved here...
When in reality that was nearly 3 years ago (and minus one family member)! Crazy how time actually flies when it feels like it is moving at a snail's pace. Crazy indeed.
Last (and most important!) go check out the amazing auction of goodness that my cousin and his wife are putting on right NOW! The auction will be up and running until Saturday May 24th. All proceeds go directly towards offsetting the costs of bringing home their son (Little C) from the Philippines SOON. Click on over and take a gander. Lots of fun homemade stuff (including a few things made by yours truly) along with a few other things. And don't be shy...bid, bid, bid! It's all for a great cause.