Five weeks in

The newest nugget has survived five whole weeks of being in the world, and I forget he's STILL supposed to have one more week to cook. Any baby that can withstand Ellis' smothering kisses and his repeated efforts to forcefully "share" crackers has got to be a fighter.

Seeing Cal has made something click that began clicking a long time ago but maybe never fully made it. I'm seeing swirls of the truths of what makes life go and what people really long to get out of it. I'm afraid I'm going to get addicted to new babies because of it! (Just kidding, not really kidding, what?)

I'm trying to approach this new life phase in a cerebral way. If its going to be my job, I want to have a plan of attack. From everything you hear, there are things that seem to need keeping in order to prevent brain atrophy, boredom, loss of personality etc. The things that make us scared. Any suggestions for conquering these beasts are welcome.

One of my strategies, among others, is self-improvement.

Here's a nerdy PSA to any other lovers of the classics who happen to be living on a very tight budget-- I recently discovered the app called Audiobooks, which is basically a free way to listen to tons of old books. It's become a major tool in my self-improvement/SAHM toolbox, and I'm so excited I just have to share!

This week I have been listening to Howard's End by E.M Forster, and it may have finally taken the elusive spot as my favorite book, which is a big deal to me. This is probably the third time I've read (or listened) to it, and it still speaks to me in many ways. I love that. Not to mention there is a movie adaptation with Emma Thompson and directed by James Ivory. Lovers of period pieces rejoice! Nuff said.

With that I'll leave it for today and resume my snuggles. Small victories.

Madison

(Gratuitous snuggle photo, who can resist?)

An announcement

This is a little late, but my head has just now stopped reeling.

Within the last week, Logan took a job, we packed, and we moved our family (yes, and the two week old baby) from Waco to Coppell.

There are so many things in that statement that make me say, what?

But the long and short of it is that Logan got a great job that he loves in Dallas, so we decided to take the plunge and move. We are renting a house, and I am going to stay home with the babies for a while.

If hard is good, I know that this will be a good thing for us. Because if I'm honest, lots of this is going to be hard. Leaving our community, going from working at a job I love to just being a mom to my babies, fully saying goodbye to the life of school, and moving back to my hometown (which, P.S., is somethingI never dreamed of). It's a lot to ponder. Enough for multiple blog posts probably, but that's for another day.

It's hard to end this little message. It actually physically pains me to think that the door is closing on this part of my life, but I'm so grateful that I got to experience this little wonderful pocket of the world for the last seven years. To all the people who have been our community, to UBC, to my admissions family, thanks. I never dreamed when I got to Waco as an 18 year old that I would leave it bringing with me so much more than I came with. (Although, the old Corolla that brought me there is still up and kicking).

Here's to some new adventures.