There Is A Whole Lot of Normal Going On Over Here. in 2014

Life is moving. There was a very strong depression looming over me for the past 3 weeks or so that I just had to deal with, but I defeated it. And so here I am.

I registered for my first Women's Conference with church today. I am pretty excited to see how our church does it after being on the other side of it for so long at our church in California. And Scott is pretty happy about it because even though it is two days, it's local, and I will be home Friday night, and out the door early on Saturday morning rather than being gone all day on Friday, and not returning until Saturday night. We have some good connections at church to slightly famous people, and wives of football players and some of them will be there speaking, which adds a whole lot of yay to it. It's the first weekend of May, so not much longer to wait.

Ian met with a nephrologist here in Atlanta for the first time two weeks ago, and had his ultrasound last week. It was so good and I am happy to say that the plan here is the same as the plan was with the doctors in California. There is no talk of surgery, and both of his kidneys are doing what they are supposed to for the condition they are in. The Children's hospital here is great, and its just one more of those things where I felt like God answered a prayer, but moved me here in order to do it. Literally, the doctor was everything I have wanted for him. Now if I could just get him to use the toilet!

I'm not sure if I have mentioned this, probably not since I never write, but Salem has not had a dresser the whole time we have lived here, or a blanket that fit her bed. Somehow when we moved, we lost all of her bedding. We bought sheets right away, but she didn't like any of the comforters that were there for her to choose from, and financial woes just kind of fell into her not having the right size blanket. Well she finally has one and she is so happy about it. Me too, because now I know that she is covered all night. Before when she moved, the blanket wouldn't follow. Her dresser also broke while we were moving, and Ian's broke before we ever left California, so we knew we needed to get them something when we got here. I literally checked Goodwill everyday, and found something perfect for Ian within 2 weeks. Salem I never had any luck with, and again, the financial woes. Thankfully in her walk in closet, she has shelving that we have folded her clothes onto nicely. The terrible part is that the floor of her closet has been covered in everything else that should be on the shelves. We have still been looking back at Goodwill again and at a few sales at Furniture Stores, but then my boss said she wanted to get rid of this dresser/storage combo that she had in our office and she was just going to give it away. So we jumped on it, and now Salem has a room that is complete. Some of her stuff was still in boxes because I had nowhere to put it. Scott and I feel so much better, and she feels like a big girl. Her room looks pretty, and she can get her own clothes now!

Scott's dad is leaving next week to go get Scott's mom and bring her back here. It's official. I don't expect to be working past next week, I just need to set it in stone with Scott. I'm working on the fear of that conversation, though I have planted some seeds. I feel guilty about leaving my job because of my boss, but I feel it's good for me and for my family. It just makes no sense to pay more for childcare than what I make in a week, and on top of my not being comfortable with the kids around Scott's mom, Salem has told me she is afraid of her, and does not want to be around her unless Scott or I am there. She told me that she is proud of me having a job, but she is ready for me to be at home again. Ian has even taken to asking me to stay home everyday again, which he had stopped doing. I just feel like it is all falling into place. And financially, we would be more than fine. Scott's minimum commission is $850 more than what I make in a month. And he's improving everyday at work. He's on pace this month to make an additional $500 more than his minimum. And yet I am stuck on the words I need to say in order to get the conversation done and over with so I can be in agreement with my husband. I think I am mostly afraid that he will be disappointed in me. Which doesn't even make sense, because it was both of our goals and hearts desires for me to be at home with the kids when we got here. I don't know why it happened the way it did, why it took so long, or what I was meant to learn, but God is finally making it happen now for us, and who am I to deny an answered yes to prayer?

Right now, I am hopeful and looking forward to life. Longing for California still, and for family. And because I don't feel like I have anything else random to write about, I'll end this here.