You know it's really sad when you sign on to update your blog and you realize that your background is back from THANKSGIVING! Ah, well... ti's the season, right? I've changed it in the hopes that nobody has noticed.
So, it's 2009, and it's a little odd to look back and realize that I came completely full circle over the past 365 days. Just to really drive home the craziness that was 2008, I'm going to take a moment to recap:
- I rang in 2008 on my knees. Literally. Praying to the porcelain gods to please just make it stop. Smack dab in the middle of those first dreaded 16 weeks of my pregnancy (this time it was more like 18 weeks, but who's counting?). I remember looking at the clock just long enough to realize that the new year had commenced, and then swiftly got back to the much more pressing matter at hand.
- After over 8 months of waiting and wondering, we finally confirmed that Rick had been offered a job with the FAA. (Little did we know it would be almost another 4 months before things actually began happening).
- By the time April rolled around, we found ourselves moving out of our home and waving goodbye to a husband and father.
- We moved into Rick's parents' home for 6 weeks.
- Then we moved to Utah to be with my parents for 6 weeks.
- One quick trip to visit Daddy in Oklahoma for a week.
- And then we moved BACK in with Rick's parents to bring it all home.
- Eight months pregnant and I started the house search by myself. It was June and HOT and I remember waddling from house to house trying to find one that would fit our needs. It was about this time when I realized that I might be just a little bit CRAZY for agreeing to do this. I found a house, and minus a husband that usually takes care of the moving part, I begged any breathing male within the city limits to take pity on me and help me get moved in. The next thing I know, I'm alone with my 3 year old son, surrounded by boxes, and the air conditioning in our new home doesn't work! After getting it fixed, we settled in to survive the last week before Rick would come home and make everything right again.
- Cue Knight in Shining Armour. My husband came home just in time to welcome Mr. Kermy into the world and start his new job working as an air traffic controller here in Albuquerque.
- The last 6 months of 2008 flew by in a flash. Rick has been buried neck deep in training that seems to never end. Noah is going to be four soon and hopefully starting preschool next fall. Cade is forever a beacon of light in our house. The boy almost never stops smiling. And I... well..
- New Year's Eve came faster than ever and, wouldn't you believe it, that afternoon I started to feel not so great. By dinner time I was passing on any festivities and heading for my bed. Ironic, but I ended up closing 2008 exactly the way it started. There I found myself, once again, on the cold tile floor of my bathroom down on my knees. With only a flu bug to blame this time (don't get any crazy ideas), midnight rolled around and I took a moment to glance up at the clock. What a ride it's been. Happy Freakin' New Year.
2 comments:
Oh Jen, that's not a very fun way to welcome in the New Year...especially not two years in a row! You had me a little scared there for a minute, that maybe the puking was due to baby number 3. Now that would be somethin', huh?! :-)
Yea, way to start off a post having everyone freaked out that you were pregnant again, although that really wouldn't be a bad thing. I do need more babies to hold :)
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