Okay so I wasn't hit by an actual tornado but I sure have been plowed down by the metaphorical one!
Last fall we decided to try and adopt a little girl. For those that don't know, my oven is broken and the bun maker stopped working a LONG time ago! So the bun makin/bakin shop is closed for business! Besides, we like the idea of adopting a child, there are so many kids that need good homes and we are more than capable of providing that. Also the testosterone in my house outweighs me too much! If it weren't for my furry girl, I'd be in serious trouble! This is a forever long process and it is mentally draining beyond belief. As if it's not enough to drag your families skeleton's out of the closet than you start this waiting period that seems to be never ending. So that's where we are with that. Stuck..waiting..wishing..hoping..dreaming..doubting..praying..going insane
I pretty much run through every emotion on the board. Meanwhile everyone around me is having a baby!! I am over the top happy to get to play with everyone else's bundles of joy for the time being.
Big career & family changes came for our family, whether we were ready for them or not! Which in terms of Bryan's career I believe it is turning out to be the best thing that could have happened to us in a long time. The process majorly SUCKED and we are still recovering from the blow but "Every storm runs out of rain" or so the song says! It makes a major change in the dynamic of our house to have Bryan like his job again. At our house it's really "If daddy aint happy..." The family changes I don't have the heart to get into or this will go from positive to not a damn good thing to say really quickly.. So that's that!
In the midst of this came a bat of health problems for me. This has to do with the whole Bun in the Oven shop going out of business! It is in permanent remodeling phase as we speak :) The time has come to have surgery again (BLAH) but I did find a great Dr. and she really thinks I am far past due for it so I guess here we go:
"Menopause part II the more Permanent Squeal"
That sounds so exciting for a 28 year old! If I already wasn't feeling old nothing like losing a uterus and ovary to kick it into high gear! Plus side is I am hoping to feel better finally. Lord knows I have been cheating on my fitness routine with my heating pad for months now. I don't so much like feeling squishy anymore! My husband keeps getting sexier and I just get squishier! (PS no that doesn't mean I have gained weight. In fact it's kinda the opposite. Muscle mass is what they were talking about when the phrase Use it or Lose it came about! I don't work out I drop my muscles and the scale drops too)
AND so I am not sounding all me me me...
My kids are amazing and terrorizing all that the same time! Any mom who tells you their kids are perfect in every way is exaggerating or flat lying! Brody is bench marking in all the right places to be ready for 2nd grade! Which excites the heck out of me because a few months ago I almost doubted that possibility! I can't get enough amazing words out of my mouth about his teacher. She has just enough patience in the right places that mom doesn't always have! Bailey has survived the majority of 5th grade and is working on a perfect attendance record! In fact he's only got 2 absences since we moved here 2.5 years ago! He's finally found a love besides the xbox.. Archery.. can you sense the terror in me typing that! He loves it and he's good at it too...again SHEER TERROR..They push the limits in every way they can. Which I suppose is what they are supposed to do. I sure do love my monsters :)
Thanks again faithful readers for reading on as I pour my soul onto these pages. Sorry I have become such a slacker in my writing. I really do need to do it more often, maybe I will have less mental breakdowns ha ha!
So I leave you with this shot I snapped as I sit here on my porch writing this. I happen to glance up from my laptop and there is a beautiful hot air balloon. What a glorious night for a ride into the sunset!
Very Oz like if I do say so myself.
Happy Chasing-
Hailey
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