More likely than not we will be here another year. Steve's applied to 4 positions which stands in stark contrast to the over 100 applications we did before we moved here. The opportunities here are too good to just give up for a lesser position. But I yearn to be closer to the people I love. I want my kids to see their grandparents and extended family more than once a year. Heck, I want to see them more than once a year. In Illinois at least I felt like I was surrounded by people who felt the same way and so we banded together. It's just different here. Not in a necessarily bad way, but having a baby and being at home so much kind of exacerbates the problem. Facebook is great, but it's a far cry from a real honest to goodness conversation.
A few weeks ago someone came up to me after my Sunday School lesson and told me that that was the best SS lesson he had ever been to. After a year and a half, I finally felt like I was making progress and figuring things out. I probably should have seen a new calling coming, but honestly I wasn't prepared for it. Since I haven't actually been released yet I won't go into details though I doubt anyone from my current ward actually reads this blog. But suffice it to say, I really wanted to keep this small part of my life where I felt like I was finally succeeding at something. There's so many areas where I feel like I'm falling short and I'm a bit torn up that this one is being taken away right when I'm finally making headway. Childish of me maybe. Also ridiculous considering how much I cried when I first got called to Sunday School.
Bleh. So that's me. Stereotypical needy and emotional female. I'm hoping I can chalk some of this up to sleep deprivation, sick kids and displaced anger at politics, but there's still a ring of truth to it all.
In other news, we moved all three kids' beds into one room so we could use one of the bedrooms as a playroom. It was a bit of work as I decided to paint one of the rooms before moving the bunk beds and crib in there. So far it's been working out wonderfully. It's so nice to have my own bedroom back and not be stepping on Legos all the time when someone is crying in the night. I love the separation of space and I hope it continues to be a good scenario.
Sometimes our evenings get a little crazy, which calls for communal bathing time.
Riverdance races- they're the latest craze.
Mom came on Friday afternoon and left Tuesday morning. It was so much fun to have her here. We went garage saling Saturday morning and went crazy at one sale where a shopaholic was selling all of her brand name clothes that just happened to be our size. Most had the tags still on them and just to give you an idea of what we got, one skirt had a $190 price tag- we paid $5. We bought a TON of stuff- it was awesome!!
Rowan ran the Boosterthon fundraiser at his school again this year. He raised the most money in his class so thank you to everyone who contributed! This year he ran one more lap than he did last year, so he was pretty proud of that. Way to go Rowan!
Nadia and Elsa weren't too happy to be up that early. Nice of them to cheer Rowan on though.
So that's us this month in a nutshell. I'm grateful for all I have been blessed with and I know that no one has it all. I'm trying to have a better attitude and see the positive in my life. But some days you just need to let it out before you can move on.
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I think leaving Winfield is hard. I've heard a lot of people complain, even ones who moved back to Utah because you feel like you may never have that moment again when everyone is in the same situation and you all live so close. I was lucky in joining this group called MOPs. (Mother's of Preschoolers). It felt a little forced at first but I now have an awesome group of friends who once again just happen to be in the same stage of life. They don't all live next door (although one literally does live next door) but they do live close enough that I'm always running into people at the gym or preschool or the store. In the least it gives me an activity to do twice a month kid free. It helps me feel connected. That being said I think we are starting to wish we lived closer to family as well. Our kids ask about their grandparents often and it is so depressing how long it takes to drive there. But where can we go? I'm a little iffy on if Utah is the right place for me. I'm a little too liberal to think there won't be friction. You are never going to see this beautiful brown face again in Arizona again. Nevada is pretty much the the ugliest state in the country (maybe Reno would be ok). California is tyo expensive. Wyoming and Idaho...well I just don't know if I can get my hair up high enough :) I'm sorry you got released. I remember when I got called from Relief Society teaching to scouts. There were lots of tears believe you me. I wish you could be my Sunday School teacher. We have these blow hard want to be scriptorians who start their lessons like, "Well I asked you this question on facebook but only my apostate friends wanted to answer." And I'm like, "What makes them apostate? Because I totally agree with them?" Jason and I were just saying yesterday they need a female teacher to alternate in other week. It would improve the class 100% fold. Unfortunately we are never going to get one. The brethren in our ward refuse to go into primary. Let's just say it's good I found another outlet.... Hope you feel better sweetie!
I'm sorry you're having a hard time. I don't have any advice, but I can TOTALLY empathize. We might just need to have more phone chats.
:( I agree that Winfield ruins people. I think part of what was unique about IL is that no one had relatives/childhood friends around so people stuck together more. Our ward here is fine, but the pool of people around our age is very limited and not very much like us. I can tell you that our first year here was the worst year of my life. I was totally miserable. I'm a really social person and it was very hard for me to move to this little city where it seems like everyone is related. Now I can see that I was probably depressed-big changes seem to trigger it for me. I also somehow turned into this awkward, shy version of myself who felt like other people had to invite me to do things because I was the new one. I had a social life, but nothing like in IL. Moving into our new house has been a huge blessing and it feels like my life has completely changed in the last 3 months. We have people on every side of us with kids the same ages and we have been spending a lot of time with them. I also feel like I'm back to my normal self and when I organize get-togethers a ton of people come. I think it's been good for our family to have time where we depend on each other more. I talk to Chris more about things instead of just telling my friends. It was also good for me to figure some things out about myself and I feel like it was part of Heavenly Father's plan to have that hard time (especially since it was paired with a hard pregnancy). I'm hoping the hard times are over and this will be a super happy and easy baby. :) I started going to MOPS too. It is kind of cheesy sometimes (not as bad as a certain musical RS moment) but it's nice to get you and the kids out and hear how other people have problems just like you. All of the people there are just as desperate for social interaction so it's great. I hope it will get better for you soon too and wish we were right next to each other!
I miss you! I miss Winfield! I miss my family more than when I lived at Winfield b/c I don't have as much support. Change of callings is hard and not fun... but a necessary growing process. I love you! Wish we were neighbors!
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