Is this good news?

Mike got a call this morning from Yakima, WA. It was for the Emergency Dispatcher job he applied for a couple of weeks ago. They want him to come to Washington and take a written test to continue his application process. I'm not sure if he's going or not, but it's something to think about.

My Sunshine, Moonlight, and Starbright

This is my sunshine... he brightens my day and keeps me warm and happy.

This is my moonlight... bringing light from the darkest of nights.

And my starbright... the twinkle in my eye when I gaze toward the heavens.

I love my family so much. When I was a little younger I always thought I would be a career woman. I even started out that way for a while, but my true calling didn't take long. Heavenly Father wants me to be a wife and mother. I was complaining recently that my calling at church was very unfulfilling and I didn't understand why I wasn't good enough to do something more important. Now I know why I'm in such an insignificant calling there, so that I can focus my life towards becoming a more loving wife to my wonderful husband, and a more patient, understanding mother to my son. I really need to learn not to complain. You never know what good things are waiting for you.

Kinda weird...

So, in the last 11 days I have lost over 3 1/2 pounds. I originally thought it wasn't a big deal, but now I'm not so sure. The number just keeps going up, and fast. I'm pretty sure my diet hasn't changed that much. Hopefully it's just a fluke and everything will even out this week. I have decided I'm not going to get overly paranoid unless I reach the five pound mark. This pregnancy has been a lot different from the start, and I can't freak out over every little change, right? I'm probably just over thinking. I was in way better shape when I got pregnant with Phillip but I gained over fifty pounds. This time, I was in not-so-great shape, and I've only gained twenty. In reality, I do still have eleven weeks left and anything could happen. My goal for the remainder of my pregnancy is to gain half a pound a week. That would keep me at a reasonable weight that I should be able to get rid of by the baby's six-month mark. I guess that means my other goal is not to lose any more weight, ha ha. I think it's just hard when the weather is nice because you want to be outside so bad, and there's no food out there! Alright Jamie, breathe in the blue out the red... ahhhh much better.

It's been a while, but we still exist!

YES, I'm still alive!!!

In the past few days I have had a number of inquiries as to whether we dropped off the edge of the earth. I promise my family is still alive and well. I've been having a hard time sleeping lately, and since our family doesn't go to bed until four in the morning anyway, getting up early is just too hard. I honestly don't understand why everything is scheduled so early to begin with, but there must be a reason. So to answer all the questions: I'm not upset with anyone; I'm not sick; I'm not depressed or confused; I'm just tired.

All that said, we really have been doing pretty good. Once I finally feel awake for the day, around three o'clock, we try to socialize. This weather has been fantastic, so Phil has been spending a lot of time outside. It has been very rewarding to get in the sun. I feel so much more energized with the sun on my face. I like to sit back in my camping chair, close my eyes, and pretend I'm on the beach, Ahhhhhh! Perhaps I have been spending too much time in the sun since I lost half a pound this week. Really not the right time to lose weight when you are 28 1/2 weeks pregnant. But I'm not complaining.

This week I've really started to notice how hard exercise is becoming. I can still push my way through most of the activities, but it's getting really hard. Not necessarily tiring, just hard to work around my belly! The baby isn't at all amused when I bend over and he kicks me relentlessly until I stop. "Hey Mom, give me some room already!" It's kinda cute, but it makes focusing on my breathing technique a little fruitless during yoga. Isn't that half the point? Relaxation and meditation?

Some lady from the school district is coming to our house today to evaluate Phil and discuss his preschool options. I'm both excited and sad. Excited because he's making so much progress, and sad because I feel like he is just growing up so fast! I'm trying really hard to finish his one-year scrapbook before the new baby arrives, and it's like going back in time. His beautiful, innocent smile just melts my heart. He may have been a bit of a spaz for a while, but that smile... could anything be closer to heaven on earth?