On the road again...

Everyone is sick at our house this week, so I wasn't able to go to church today, but I went to the church today to pay our last tithing and turn in my books for my calling. I was surprised by my emotion. I'm so so so SO sad to leave this ward. It's been such a great place to live. I've met so many good people and we have had so much support and sincere love given to us, it's truly remarkable. Even with the headache we had trying to get things clear in the nursery, I was telling them how grateful I was that they were so accommodating and I had to stop myself from losing it completely. I think it took them by surprise as I blinked away my tears and quickly said goodbye. They will never fully know the magnitude of my gratitude.

Even this morning when I called someone to cover for me in my calling, the sweet sister offered to bring us breakfast on Tuesday so I'd have one less thing to worry about. She didn't know Ethan had food allergies, and though I had to (sadly) decline her generous offer, I was so grateful for her thoughtfulness. I've never felt so much like my ward was my family before. It truly brings me to tears to realize how the wonder of Christ's love for us, and his awareness of each one of us, has been shown to me through these amazing people. There are some wonderful people in this world.

Lucky us

Today is feeling like a great day so far! Even with this beautiful snow, I'm having some awesome feelings of loveliness. I changed the background to the Lucky one because I am feeling that way. We have some great challenges coming up, and I go back and forth on it, but I'm really excited about the future. I'm getting more excited to meet our new little one and to find out what it is in just 11 days! Then it's off to the ole' stompin' grounds of my youth. Part of me is excited about this, and part of me dreads it. Everyone has regrets from their youth, but I'm elated to be with my mom. I'm excited to be there when she comes home and to be sleeping in my old room, this time with my kids in the bedroom next door, and my new baby by my side while my hubby is off learning to be a tough soldier (OCS at that point).

I'm so proud of my wonderful man. He is dreading being away from us, but is trying to keep a positive attitude about the whole thing, as usual. I'm just hopeful and happy to see him chase his dreams and see them come to reality. I'm so excited for him. That's really where my excitement comes into play. Other than that, I'm really not, but I can't stop thinking about how amazing this opportunity is for him. It'll be such a great growing experience for all of us. So, all in all, I'm really looking forward to it.

This year holds so many miracles to come. Marianne and her wonderful husband are going to be sealed in the Salt Lake Temple on their anniversary, and BJ will be back for that. Hopefully I won't be in the hospital, and who knows, maybe we'll get down there and I'll get to deliver with my midwife! (The way the ladies in my family tend to have babies, I wouldn't be surprised in the least).

In addition to the other 5 babies this year between our families, this tiny person feels like such a miracle to me and I'm just really looking forward to welcoming him/her into this world. I love love love getting to know these spirits. There is just something about it that is just so... divine. There is nothing like it. You don't have to be a mother to experience it, either. You just have to hold them and let the spirit speak it to you. It's truly amazing.