13 weeks of bloating and an art class

Well, it was a long but fun weeekend. Kim Leedy, almost Garrett:), came to Austin to stay for the weekend. After a funtastic shower for Lyla Mechinus (whose poopy diaper I was honored to change) I met up with Kim and Marielle. I was excited to see them for many reasons...one being, I MISS NEAR MY OWN AGE GIRL INTERACTION!!!!! (excluding times with my wonderful sisters-in-law while pottery painting, of course). It was fun to be college girl again, if only for a few hours. I wonder if I need to give that up to become a mature mama......nah! Being the funky almost emo-Austin girl that she is, Marielle did not want us to stray from being downtown (which I wish could be our new stomping grounds, give it time) so we planned on going to the Alamo Drafthouse...an awesome doozy of a time where you can eat potato skins, drink (which of course I dont do, especially now :), and watch a movie. With much anticipation and excitement, we headed into the box office and to our dismay all the movies were sold out...we should have fandagoed.So off to kerbey lane and amy's ice cream we went where I enjoyed my usual coffee ice cream with crushed reese's peanut butter cup. The only negative thing was having to leave and go back to Salado at midnight, losing an hour, waking up at 6:45 to fix breakfast for the art students, and teach Sunday school with only a few hours of sleep. My baby dont likey!!! But after a whole Sunday afternoon of lying in bed with the windows open allowing the nice cool breeze and crisp sunlight into the room while reading the second book to a Wrinkle in Time (Madeline L'engle is the bomb!!!), i feel much better. 

So as of this morning our baby is 3 inches long weighing at a waupin .09 oz. According to the 'ipregnancy' app on my phone, the babys face is looking more human like and is extremely active...but i still wont be able to feel movements which if i do they are definitely my ibs cramps talkin. And also exciting, its villi (small fingerlike projections) are forming in its intestines! I hope is develops better ones then its mommy. And even more exciting, it has created its first bile secretions! (i wonder where that goes). Well, I am just so proud of this little buger. I would post a picture, but you really wouldnt be able to see anything, except if i was nakey, which i dont want to put on the internet for many many reasons...i dont want to be the next story on Inside Edition.

Well, that's enough for me, wordy wordy me, I think I need to get out more.....TATA to you!

Days in Denton

I wanted to share some praises today. I worked outside for hours in the hot sun and realized afterwards that I wasnt wearing my support sock for my blood clots.  I realized that I had had no pain or swelling. Next month will be 6 months since they were found, and I amfinally seeing hte light at the end of the tunnel. I feel like I can run and jump and play without hurting or getting extra tired. It's such an aweseom feeling to remember how awful I felt a few months ago. Feeling like I would never feel "young" again and that I wouldnt ever feel good enough to work out, spend all day with family and friends, shop til I dropped ,or even go a whole day without propping my leg up. BUT TODAY WAS THAT DAY!

I have learned so much form this experience. I have learned the constant grace and love of God and his pretoectice love over his children. I dont believe that God made this happen to me. But being a fallen world, he lets it happen. BUT, what he does do is work through the hurt to bring us closer to Him. I am thankful for the experiences that I have been through. There was a point within the last few months that I became depressed and was scared. Obviously, I realized my mortality at an early age that people dont normally realize until elderhood (I think I made that word up, but its a good one). In those low moments, I realized God's presence was surrounding me. A cliche as that sounds, it was the truest think I've ever experienced. I dont wish that experience upon anyone, but I believe that that is when we grow...when it feels the most painful. 

Anyway, off my soap box...that's all i have for today.

The verse of the day is my favorite verse and is veryr appropriate for the things I experienced today:) 

with much love...

Welcome to Salado

Well friends, this is the first of many blogs. Thanks to all of you who have encouraged me throughout this incredible journey of creating a blog (Emily, im on my second hour of creation)...

Chris and I are in the quaint village of Salado, Texas, which is just 35 minutes north of Austin. Thank goodness, because The 50 plus bingo night only happens a few days a week. If we feel cramped from small town life, we are just a hop and a skip away from big city life. It's been pretty hard for me to adjust to being here. I miss city sounds. Chris deals much better with change. I'm trying to use this experience as a lesson in learning to be content. My husband is loving, our apartment is homy, our church is wonderful, and there's a working bathroom...what more could I ask for?

We moved here to put in an art gallery or art school. Chris has been creating a business plan and weighing the options. We have a trial class scheduled for January with an Austin local artist. But Chris is working on adding a class for this fall. In the mean time, I'm on vacation:) Next month I will officially decide what I want to spend my time with with a longer committment involved...such as grad school, art gallery director, or anthropologie employee! So many options,so much time...I spend my days crafting, traveling, visiting family, and more crafting. I tried to make a pillow the other day with my new "old" sewing machine. "Not too shabby!", I thought to myself, but definitely not perfect. 

Well, that's all I got right now. I miss my friends dearly and am beginning to realize that "life" is much different than college. My friends are unreplaceable, but  I pray that we will blessed with more.

Til lata my playas!