Life has been busy with all the "to do's" when you get to a new city- stocking the house with needed supplies, getting a mailbox (it's taken me way too long to get this one crossed off my list, in fact, it's still not crossed off!), medical records and appointments, keeping kid's school going, getting registered for various things, dealing with door salesmen...
Hate that last one. New house = prime target.
This week, we've been sick with colds, which ended up leaving us home from church for two weeks in a row. I'm anxious to meet friends at church, but it just hasn't fallen into place yet. The friends we've been able to meet have been at the library or our neighbors. The weather has been nice, warm enough to play outside, so that has been fun to enjoy the neighborhood and our backyard, even though there's nothing back there yet! That's kind of the downer about a new house, is how long it takes to really get plants and things in place. I'd love to get a garden going but it's bad timing with being pregnant and Jeremy not able to get it set up for me. I'll have to think of an alternative I guess....no ideas...I'm new in this department.
I've had people asking for pics of the house, and my excuse is my camera, though that's not a good one because I can easily fix the problem, anyway, I do need to get some documentation going. :) These photos are from the real estate websites. Unfortunately, I only have these two because all them are taken down now, otherwise I would tell you to just go look at it for more pics- they look better than any pics I could take anyway. There's nothing interesting about pics I would take because it's just boxes and unorganized messes, so it would have been better to look at the professional 'empty' pictures anyway! But that house is so nice. Jeremy picked this one out on his own really, so I've been dreading the possibility that I might not like it, but the more I live here, the more I love the house and feel like it fits us well.
We've been blessed to have all the help we've needed so far while Jeremy's gone. The day after the movers brought our stuff, the Singles Ward here called me up and asked if they could come help me for FHE that night doing whatever I needed. I was first inclined to say no, especially when they said it would be 15-20 people. But I'm so glad they came! I made a big list of things we could do, there were at least 15 that came, and they were done with the list in less than an hour! They were so great! All the guys were army (except one) and had no problem lifting heavy things, keeping on task, or being told what to do. :) They were great guys to have around! The girls were all very nice as well, a couple helped play with the kids while we all worked. It worked out so great! It felt SO nice to feel "moved in" too. I was already tired of pulling silverware and cups out of boxes to eat and trying to cook meals with not the right stuff. It was such a blessing.
The next big important things to check off the list is settling in with a ob/midwife to get ready for delivery, and getting the kid's school figured out. I've been going back and forth for the past 6 months or so deciding between starting public school or doing homeschool. I've always wanted to do homeschool, but I've had so many doubts these past 6 months. Contrarily, I've continually been meeting people these past 6 months who do homeschool and have been encouraging me. So I feel like it's been a blessing to have met those people and help me push past this kind of scary feeling of starting up homeschooling. Homeschooling is actually quite popular in the military community, I think it's safe to say. Which it does make sense, military families can strive better if they can take summer break or spring break when they want, or do school from Grandma's house for a couple months while Dad is gone if they want. It is a great solution to the demands of military life on the family. I just hope I can step it up and get disciplined and committed to the regimen and the lifestyle of homeschooling.
Finding a delivery plan has been equally as challenging. I'm pushing for a natural birth, as I have with the last two, and I've not heard good things about the hospitals in the area as far as those things go. I actually tried to talk to the hospital on base about my desires and concerns, and I basically got the rolled eyes at me. I've been talking with a midwife service that's in the area and have an appointment to meet them next week. That would mean a homebirth, however, which I never thought I'd do, but it's funny when you're faced with choosing between non- desirable options, a homebirth seems right for me now. There is also this looming cloud that Jeremy won't be able to make it home for the birth. I had come to grips with that from the moment we found out we're pregnant, but I'm still unsure how I'm going to be feeling as the 9 months draws to a close. I do thank God everyday that He is there. I've always felt God watching over me, it's something I've never doubted, and having that sense has given me so much strength to be able to accept whatever life has brought. I have a little girl who's every prayer the last few days usually goes like this, "Please bless Daddy will come home safe. Please help Grandma B or Grandma Connie to come to babysit with us, so we can go to the doctor so the doctor can help pop the baby out." Often, just those two things, she's been sick so she keeps prayers short I guess. But yes, I do have the exact same prayer of my own, little one.
