To start with, the cat is officially out of the bag. I have not said it to really anyone in these words, but school knows, church knows (thanks to Jared being unable to lie to the Bishop... not sure what that is all about!) and it's only a matter of time before I can't get any baggier of shirts. So we are having a baby, and we could not be more excited. I am a ball of nerves, as always, wondering how to afford this, or schedule that, or even better, how to get out of bed or off the couch! Work seems to get longer and longer, which is weird cause the time hasn't changed, and food seems to look nastier and nastier, as the nausea has worsened as opposed to everyones predicted "it get's better" plan. The gratitude comes in when I know for a fact that I am married to a saint.
I generally get done teaching to head back to my permanent butt imprint cushion on the couch, with the dog dying to get out and no dinner made. Jared just stepped in, and all of the sudden instead of grilled cheese and macaroni I am eating peppered steak and green beans! I even caught him on a recipe website called "healthy dinners" and with an official "shopping list" which I am embarrassed to say I have yet to master. So we have once again pulled out the tv dinner trays, and I pick at my food (exept for the steak of course which I pounded) while Jared inhales his dinner over the sink so he can get to dishes, laundry, and whatever else he can think to do! Like I said, a saint.
Then there are the few rare moments where I feel great for at least an hour (usually a Saturday when I haven't been up all night with work nightmares!), and my hubby does things like patch the hole in my bike tire so we can go for a ride, and find a tee time so we can golf with my old boss and his wife. No worries, just a Executive Course, where I learned I am not supposed to feel guilty for falling asleep at 8:00 long before the chores are done because it is good practice for Jared. Not sure if I can buy into that one though!
Truly, I am grateful for all he has done for me. I feel like a wuss, but work honestly has been really difficult, and the fact that the end of school is near has not been much comfort as every day seems to get harder and there are plenty left. I don't know how there are women who do this without complaint (Brittani!). You all amaze me!
Thanks to all for prayers and thoughts, and Happy Birthday to Lydia. SO sad we missed it!!
Oh, and here are some pictures for Grandma Knudsen... thanks for saving his favorite toy... aka, his "cigar"!!
and even better....
